I'm really nothing special. Just other person who loves to write. I may not be good at it, but just because I'm not doesn't mean I will stop doing what makes me happy.
I'm 20 something, with a short attention span and a heart of a 18 year old. You're only as old as you feel, as I am always told. I hope you guys can find at least one poem you like, and if not I am ok with that, I did warn you before hand... Make sure to leave a comment though ^.^ Every writer likes getting them.
Also be sure to check out my story. I need some serious feedback on it.
I'm 20 something, with a short attention span and a heart of a 18 year old. You're only as old as you feel, as I am always told. I hope you guys can find at least one poem you like, and if not I am ok with that, I did warn you before hand... Make sure to leave a comment though ^.^ Every writer likes getting them.
Also be sure to check out my story. I need some serious feedback on it.
- Last seen on Oct 10 11:18 PM. Member since August 27, 2006.
- I'm a peridot parrot poet for 34 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "Follow your heart.... it's usually right.".
- I am a 25 year old girl (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm just trying to find my own way through this complicated life....
- I have 34 comments, 15 poems, 2 stories
My Poetry
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Sunlight slowly fills the room,
I pull the covers over my head and12 lines, November 4, 2008 -
My heart breaks with every beat, Dreams are no longer a get away,7 lines, July 24, 2008
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Lonely nights blend into empty days, Days spent hiding behind a mask8 lines, 1 comment, June 11, 2008
My Stories
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The crowd began to whisper with excitement as the band started up. Fog rolled off the stage and the lights danced, as a slightly tall woman with jet black hair walked onto the stage. The lights made her skin glow. She slowly401 lines, 2 comments, December 12, 2008. In <600 words, Depression, Fantasy, First person, Humor, Love, Mystery, Sad, Unfinished
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The crowd began to whisper with excitement as the band started up. Fog rolled off the stage and the lights danced, as a slightly tall woman with jet black hair walked onto the stage. The lights made her skin glow.35 lines, 1 comment, November 6, 2008. In <600 words
Guest Book
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Momma Cupcake on June 8, 2008Hey.
Just hope we can make a truce.
I really do like your writing.
-britt -
fallendeathangel13 on November 8, 2006thanks 4 the comments Robyn, appreciate em. <3
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Pyronic rodent on August 27, 2006lol ello
