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The White RabbitShow poetry

La Tua Cantante- not THE La tua cantante, just one of the many singers

As for you, my galvanized friend - you want a heart! You don't know how lucky you are not to have one. Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable. - Wizard of Oz

Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to mourn the unmailed letters and the lonely Decembers. the children ask, "does it ever go away?" they`re asking about heartache and you know better than to lie so you answer truthfully and you say "no, it doesn`t. it doesn`t go away." one day you`re jumping in puddles and the next thing you know 30 years have passed and you`re telling your kids to walk around them. everyone is taught to look both ways before crossing the street and to talk quietly in the library, but no one ever learns anything that matters, like how to keep breathing when your heart breaks in half


I don't care no I wouldn't dare
To fix the twist in you
You've shown me eventually
What you'll do

I don't mind...
I don't care...
As long as you're here

Go ahead tell me you'll leave again
You'll just come back running
Holding your scarred heart in hand
It's all the same
And I'll take you for who you are
If you take me for everything
Do it all over again
It's all the same




Pirates= love


Yo, ho, haul together, hoist the colours high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die.

The king and his men stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her bones.
The seas be ours and by the powers
where we will -- we'll roam.

Yo, ho, haul together, hoist the colours high.
heave, ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die .

Some men have died and some are alive
And others sail on the sea.
With the keys to the cage, and the devil to pay,
We lay to Fiddler's Green!

Yo, ho, haul together, hoist the colours high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die.

The bell has been raised from its watery grave,
Do you hear its sepulchral tone?
A call to all, pay heed the squall
And turn your sails toward home!

Yo, ho, haul together, hoist the colours high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never say we die.

“"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?” - Alice from Alice In Wonderland

Sometimes the world isn't quite as it seems. You can see things one way, when if fact they are the complete opposite.

"An author doesn't necessarily understand the meaning of his own story better than anyone else.”


Hey, I'm the infamous white rabbit. Well not quite "the" white rabbit, but I am quite like him.

I'm very often late. I'm quite pale usually. I run around singing quite often.
but anyway I'm me, the white rabbit. Cute fuzzy and lovable

Anyway I'm 17 years old, but sometimes way older... and other times way younger. I'm a singer, a pretend dancer, and a lover.

I have an new AMAZING AP brother

his name is Sirbigmonkey and I'm super excited to finally start to make an AP family

Poems I'm focused on

  • My heart goes out to you / those grieveing for their own losses / and the losses of others / Its ok to be sad / My heart goes out to you / the children who will never be children / because of a curse bestod u
    30 lines, 2 comments, July 3, 2007. In Hope, Love
  • The cold chills the skin
    and freezes the bones
    43 lines, 27 comments, January 24, 2007. In Sad, Personal

My Poetry

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  • It may seem, I'm just a girl of five,
    but seeing you makes my heart feel alive.
    34 lines, July 30. In Lyrics, Love
  • Its a funny thing, A feeling without a name No concrete or stead fast rules to go by
    15 lines, July 14. In Thoughts, Love
  • Often boys leave you
    they laugh at broken hearts
    28 lines, 3 comments, May 20
  • Life itself is a wonderful game Filled with penalties, points, and possiblities
    18 lines, April 4. In Life, Weird

My Stories

  • / “We are gathered here today to remember the life of and grieve the loss of Mr. James Hartsel.” The preacher’s words grimly struck the heart of young Kat. It still wasn’t quite real to her, watching the closed coffin that inevitably held her best frie
    1773 lines, 4 comments, May 13, 2007. In 600-2000 words, Death, Love, Short story. Reward
  • Its funny how she thinks it is so great, her great smart idea. She'd make cute little valentine's for my mother, hiding them in places where she was bond to go. Thats how I fou
    856 lines, February 9, 2005. In <200 lines, Other

My other items

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  • Column: Can Love be Blind? at allpoetry
    Another college essay... i know this isn't where I'm suppose to post them, but i need to put them somewhere... please critque them I'd appreacate it!!
  • Column: Laughing Through Life at allpoetry
    So I'm not sure about this its my college essay, or one of them and I know its not a column but i just really need some critques and stuff.

Guest Book

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  • Salt Therapy on July 4
    rabby! I miss you.
  • The Imperfection on November 4, 2007
    hey i'm from pennsylvania ur awesome luv ya
  • Grieving-Willow on September 12, 2007
    Hey! It is so nice to get a comment from you again! It has been so long!!! But then again, until recently I haven't been on .... How are you!?!? I hope well
  • frostskador on August 16, 2007
    hi there! i just wanted to thank you so much for commenting on my poetry and making me the winner of your challenge :] although that was like..monnnths ago haha
    i haven't been on anything so i never got around to say thanks, i'm so lazy >_<
    THANKS BUNCHES.
    <3

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