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Poetry Style
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Hmm A little bit of everything i think
I just write what comes to mind
And even if it ain't that good, don't care
Everyone has different opinions
Myself
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Hmm i'm a weirdo
but i'm friendly,
And i don't bite unless you want me to..
My fantasy is what keeps me sane and alive
Well,.. what else...
.I Am What I Am.
Just Accept it.
Favorite Writer(s) :
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- Lilith:
-- allpoetry.com/poets/Easy%20Way%20Out
- Henri Frederic Amiel:
-- "Melancholy is at the bottom of everything, just as at the end of all rivers is the sea. Can it be otherwise in a world where nothing lasts, where all that we have loved or shall love must die? Is death, then, the secret of life? The gloom of an eternal mourning enwraps, more or less closely, every serious and thoughtful soul, as night enwraps the universe."
Poetry Style
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Hmm A little bit of everything i think
I just write what comes to mind
And even if it ain't that good, don't care
Everyone has different opinions
Myself
-------
Hmm i'm a weirdo
but i'm friendly,
And i don't bite unless you want me to..
My fantasy is what keeps me sane and alive
Well,.. what else...
.I Am What I Am.
Just Accept it.
Favorite Writer(s) :
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- Lilith:
-- allpoetry.com/poets/Easy%20Way%20Out
- Henri Frederic Amiel:
-- "Melancholy is at the bottom of everything, just as at the end of all rivers is the sea. Can it be otherwise in a world where nothing lasts, where all that we have loved or shall love must die? Is death, then, the secret of life? The gloom of an eternal mourning enwraps, more or less closely, every serious and thoughtful soul, as night enwraps the universe."
- Last seen on Nov 19 10:21 AM. Member since May 9, 2006.
- I'm a amethyst understanding poet for 28 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "All That Remain Are Dreams For The Future".
- I am a 25 year old guy (Belgium)
- When I'm not writing, I'm on my deathbed.
- I have 28 comments, 6 poems
My Poetry
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I Just want to.
Start and cry for days and days, -
Within the vessel he calls his own, there lies a heart that faded to stone.
A fragile soul corrupted and tainted, nothing left now but his24 lines, September 29, 2007. In Contest -
Today is quite the sad day,
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Frustrations haunt my very mind,
where sanity remains hard to be found.9 lines, 1 comment, September 8, 2007. In Contest
