Black violet• Show poetry

Before you see my page i want to tell you I have deleted all my poems and am changing to a different account

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This ^ is my official account now! So don't try to message me on this one because i wont get it.
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amused, abused, psychotic, erotic, taken, shaken, wild card, skin's marred, unstoppable, improbable, missed, kissed, hard in the head, never to wed, hated, jaded, respected, rejected, completely insane, looked at with disdain, a fighter, a rider, has a dark past, still kickin some @$$ ..



Umm yeah, I always hate these things cause they talk about you and everything your involved in, i prefer to see what others have to say and what their spiritual mind thinks. But since its asking me about myself ill spout off a few things. Im almost 13, I was born August 24, 1995 in Augusta, Maine but I live in Livermore Falls. I'm the abnormal one in my class. Everyone else is kinda preppy but I still get along with them. I like to write songs, poems, stories, and some my deepest thoughts. I have 1 brother and 1 sister. I've been writing for a long time now but have never had te courage to share it with anyone. And I still dont which I why I don't have very many of my poems and such up on this site.

My motto is-

This is my life and I intend to live it my way, not by some other peoples rules on whats cool.


Well enough of me. See ya.


-S.P




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I like to goof off with friends and be crazy all day!!!!! SO BEWARE OF ME! HA HA! HA!

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Did you know that every night before you go to sleep there is one person of the opposite sex thinking of you? They want to kiss you, they want to be with you, they are always thinking about you, this is all true and not fake. If you repost this in 5 min the person that is longing to be with you will approach you within one month and ask you out or grab you and kiss you




One day, a 6 year old girl was sitting in a classroom. The Teacher was explaining evolution to the children. The Teacher asked a little boy:

TEACHER: Tommy do you see the tree outside?

TOMMY: Yes.

TEACHER: Tommy, do you see the grass outside?

TOMMY: Yes.

TEACHER: Go outside and look up and see if you can see the sky.

TOMMY: Okay. (He returned a few minutes later) Yes, I saw the sky.

TEACHER: Did you see GOD?

TOMMY: No.

TEACHER: That's my point. We can't see GOD because HE isn't there. He just doesn't exist. The little girl spoke up wanting to ask the boy some questions. The Teacher agreed.

LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the tree outside?

TOMMY: Yes.

LITTLE GIRL: Tommy do you see the grass outside?

TOMMY: Yessssss!

LITTLE GIRL: Did you see the sky?

TOMMY: Yessssss!

LITTLE GIRL; Tommy, do you see the Teacher?

TOMMY: Yes

LITTLE GIRL: Do you see her brain?

TOMMY: No!

LITTLE GIRL: "Then according to what we were taught today, she doesn't have one........... "

II CORINTHIANS 5:7 " FOR WE WALK BY FAITH, NOT BY SIGHT
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"Worry looks around,Sorry looks back, Faith looks up."
This angel is sent to you.

You must send her to 8 people including me.

In 8 minutes you will receive something you have long awaited.

Have faith.




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I was willing to take a bullet for you. Instead,you put a bullet in my heart.






You Think You Know Me??

I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.
I'm BLACK, so I MUST carry a gun.
I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be smart.
I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.
I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.
I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bunny
I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.
I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.
I'm an ATHEIST, so I MUST hate the world.
I DON'T HAVE A RELIGION, so I MUST not have morals.
I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.
I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.
I'm JAMICAN so I must smoke weed.
I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.
I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.
I TAKE ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.
I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.
I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.
I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage
I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.
I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a stuck up bunny.
I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a bunny.
I wear skirts a lot, so I MUST be a bunny.
I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth.
I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a stupid ditz.
I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.
I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.
I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.
I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking bunny.
I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible bunny.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals.
I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a big peter.
I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.
I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.
I'm INTO THEATER ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be bunny them all.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be gay.
I HAVE BIG BOOBS, so I MUST be a bunny.
I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.
I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool.
I'm GERMAN, so I MUST be a Nazi.
I hang out with GAYS, so I MUST be GAY TOO
I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.
I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited.
I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm HAWAIIAN, so I MUST be lazy.
I'm a STONER, so I MUST be going in the wrong direction.
I'm a VIRGIN, so I MUST be a prude.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly or crazy.
I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon and fried chicken.
I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST have a small penis.
I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm PREP, so I MUST be rich.
I don't FLIRT WITH GUYS AT SCHOOL so I MUST be gay.
I dont like the SUN so I MUST be albino.
I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.
I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.
I wear BOY'S CLOTHES so I MUST be a lesbian.
I'm POSTING THIS so I MUST be a groupie.

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*SCARS AND BATTLE WOUNDS*
The scars she tries to hide,
countless marks that remind
the hell that put them there
if only she could find time to rewind
her arms like a canvas
telling her beloved story
she tries to hide them
but they still show
everyone tells her
it shows that she'll grow
the ridicule she fears,
when she cuts the sleeves off
but everyone knows
shes gone through pain beyond her years
she doesnt cut
even through the depressing lows
she tries to keep her head up
because deep down she knows
the thoughts will always be there
hindering her every dream
but she wants to prove him wrong
she wants to be redeemed

the scars on the inside will slowly fade,
but the ones on her arms
they will still remain
she starts to realize what they are
battle wounds from lifes harsh times
then she wonders why
she even wanted to rewind
for it would change nothing
not even her past
she smiles knowing
that the fresh scar on her arm
would be her very last









Her hair was up in a ponytail,

her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy's Day at school,

and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,

that she probably should stay home.

Why the kids might not understand,

if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say.

What to tell her

classmates of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,

for her to face this day alone.

And that was why once again,

she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school

eager to tell them all.

About a dad she never sees;

a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet.

Children squirming impatiently,

anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called a student from the class.

To introduce

their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,

every child turned to stare.

Each of them was searching,

for a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"

she heard a boy call out.

"She probably doesn't have one,"

another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,

she heard a daddy say,

"Looks like another deadbeat dad,

too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,

as she smiled up at her Mom.

And looked back at her teacher,

who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,

slowly she began to speak.

And out from the mouth of a child,

came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,

because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be,

since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,

I wanted you to know.

All about my daddy,

and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories

he taught me to ride my bike.

He surprised me with pink roses,

and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,

and ice cream in a cone.

And though you cannot see him.

I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,

even though we are apart

I know because he told me,

he'll forever be in my heart"

With that, her little hand reached up,

and lay across her chest.

Feeling her own heartbeat,

beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads,

her mother stood in tears.

Proudly watching her daughter,

who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love

of a man not in her life.

Doing what was best for her,

doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,

staring straight into the crowd.

She finished with a voice so soft,

but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,

he's my shining star.

And if he could, he'd be here,

but heaven's just too far

You see he was a firefighter

and died just this past year

When airplanes hit the towers

and taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,

it's like he never went away."

And then she closed her eyes,

and she saw him there that day.

And to her mother’s amazement,

she witnessed with surprise

A room full of daddies and children,

all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,

who knows what they felt inside.

Perhaps for merely a second,

they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"

to the silence she called out.

And what happened next made believers,

of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,

for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk beside her,

was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,

by the love of her shining star.

And given the gift of believing,

that heaven is never too far.


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HATE EMO? READ THIS: Isnt it funny that when you go to the shops with your friends you look down at the girl with black jeans and studs but smile at the girl wearing a a mini with a tshirt that barely cover anything? Isnt it funny you can change your music taste to impress a guy/girl but when it comes to a girl/guy who likes her/his own music and her/his own style, you give her/him a mouthful? ISNT IT FUNNY that a guy can get away with being a gangsta but the emo gets a mouthful from everyone, are you laughing? Isnt it funny an emo can be quiet all through the week but gets more *bunny* from everyone than the girl who sleeps around and sells her virginity? ISNT IT FUNNY that you dont mind your friends drinking, smoking but the minute someone mentions emo music you can give them a lecture on melodramatic teenage outcasts? im not laughing. ITS SO FUNNY that you and your friends can make a girls/guys life hell and not know anything about the silent battle she/he might be fighting. ISNT IT FUNNY that you can call emos, punks, goths the retards but still manage to get through your day without an inch of guilt in your heart. HOW YOU CAN CALL A GIRL/GUY A POSER, HOW CAN YOU SAY "YOUR NOT EMO" OR "ATTENTION SEEKER" WITHOUT SPENDING A SECOND TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHY THERE ARE CUTS ON HER/HIS WRISTS AND WHY SHE/HE SPENDS HER/HIS LUNCHTIMES CRYING INSTEAD OF LAUGHING WITH HER/HIS FRIENDS ,...KEEP ON LAUGHING isnt it funny you can say and do all this without any idea of what is going on in this persons life without knowing her/his situation with her/his friends or her/his family or her/his LIFE BRAVE ISNT GOING UP ON STAGE AND STRIPPING BRAVE IS NOT SAYING A SPEECH OR DUMPING YOUR BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND BRAVE IS GOING TO SCHOOL ON MUFTI DAY AND NOT FOR A SECOND CARE WHAT THE *bunny*S AROUND YOU ARE SAYING ABOUT YOUR CLOTHES ITS LISTENING TO YOUR OWN MUSIC AND BEING PROUD OF IT ITS GOING THROUGH EVERY DAY WITH THE THINGS PEOPLE SAY TO YOUR FACE AND BEHIND YOUR BACK AND YOU STILL KEEP QUIET.



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Do you know who you are!?
Keep this bell ringing!!
Working for God on earth does not pay much, but....
His Retirement plan is out of this world!!!!!!
I'm not saying I'm gay(or lesbo), but this is so true!
HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG!:
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
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My name is Chris
I am three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,

I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better
I wish I werent ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.

I cant do a wrong
I cant speak at all
Or else im locked up
All day long.

When im awake im all alone
The house is dark
My folks arent home
When my mommy does come home

I'll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get
One whipping tonight.
I just heard a car

My daddy is back
From Chariles bar.
I hear him curse
My name is called

I press myself
Against the wall
I try to hide
From his evil eyes

Im so afraid now
I starting to cry
He finds me weeping
Calls me ugly words,

He says its my fault
He suffers at work.
He slaps and hits me
And yells at me more,

I finally get free
And run to the door
Hes already locked it
And i start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken,
"Im sorry!", I scream
But its now much to late

His face has been twisted
Into a unimaginable shape
The hurt and the pain
Again and again

O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door

While i lay there motionless
Brawled on the floor

My name is Chris
I am three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me

And you can help
Sickens me top the soul,
And if you read this
and dont pass it on

I pray for your forgivness
Because you would have to be
One heartless person
To not be effected
By this Poem

And because u r effected,
Do something about it!
So all i ask you to do
Is pass this on!



CHILD ABUSE IS WRONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!