I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?
- Last seen on Jun 24 4:00 PM 2008. Member since April 21, 2006.
- I'm a carnelian hope poet for 142 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "it's all pretend, isn't it?".
- I am a 16 year old girl from Tennessee (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm stitching crows across the sky.
- I am in the groups A Dirty Pretty Group, A Glitter Scarred Mascara Teared Group
- I have 142 comments, 3 contests, 6 poems
My Poetry
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44 lines, May 26, 2008
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13 lines, 4 comments, November 23, 2007
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thumbing through yellowed polaroids and strangers inside old shoe boxes, searching for just a glimpse. my branches bend and break with pressure and disequilibrium. smiles of people i've never met swirl within the air i breath6 lines, 1 comment, October 20, 2007
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20 lines, 5 comments, August 2, 2007
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