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Freedom writer- 09Show poetry

    OK how would I " Describe" Myself? I don't know really. I would have to say I'm the star child and I don't want to be. I ride horses Because my Mom wants me too. I do as told when told. Pretty boring huh? Gets worse I dress as my Mom wants me too I do as she wishes.
     I don't think for myself and yeah I know I don't. My Mom never believes any thing any one says and any thing you do isn't ever good enough.
    My Mom doesn't know I still write poems I use to show her when I first started and they were Happy. She hated that I wrote because she didn't want me to do it. But I love writing. So my Mom doesn't know much about her Children. I could be doing something Stupid and she would never be-able tell only because she doesn't want to see she wants to make her self blind to her Children's problems.

   I ride horses I do cheer leading. But what I do for me is write, take pictures, Run, and well I don't really know.

  • Last seen on Nov 7 10:41 PM 2008. Member since January 17, 2007.
  • I'm a topaz horse poet for 10 comments.
  • My mood is , and quote is "Live free Live long".
  • I am a 17 year old girl from Connecticut (United States)
  • When I'm not writing, I'm Working or Riding .
  • Visit my homepage at myspace.com/stilltryingnow
  • I have 10 comments, 21 poems

My Poetry

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  • Made for my Moms best freind wh lost her life to brest cancer on 3-31-08 after years fighting it. May she now be pain free.
    37 lines, April 1, 2008. In Sad, Personal, Loss, Death
  • My life, My love, My soul
    I gave it all too you.
    30 lines, February 19, 2008
  • Behind the green Hazel eyes
    and the soft spoken voice
    45 lines, February 18, 2008
  • "smile" you say smiling at me.
    Can't help it but smile.
    36 lines, February 11, 2008

My other items

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  • The horse owner and there horse. at sharepoetry
    / Will you always love? / Will you feed me every night? / Yes. / Then I will always love you. / Do you care what I look like? / Will you come and see me every day? / Three times a day; every day / Then No, I don’t care what you look like.

Guest Book

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  • freedom writer- 09 : Anna on January 21, 2008
    Your AMAZING keep writing your heart out!!!

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