Um, my natural talent is music. I live and breathe music- it's a very important aspect of my life. I think the second most important would have to be poetry. I write a bit of poetry, but i know my poems are not really good. Hence i love reading other people's poetry more 
I'm sixteen, live in East London, South Africa and go to a girl's school. I'm looking forward to reading some extraordinary poetry here. Anything else? Just ask
AP MOM G00dy2Shoes

I'm sixteen, live in East London, South Africa and go to a girl's school. I'm looking forward to reading some extraordinary poetry here. Anything else? Just ask

AP MOM G00dy2Shoes
- Last seen on Jun 11 12:12 PM 2008. Member since July 17, 2007.
- I'm a peridot parrot poet for 44 comments.
- I am a 16 year old girl (South Africa)
- When I'm not writing, I'm playing guitar or piano.
- I have 44 comments, 9 poems
My Poetry
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Call me selfish if you want I cannot say I am not18 lines, 2 comments, October 2, 2007. In Life
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I hate the way you never reply / Every time I SMS you / I hate the way you make promises / You never really keep / I hate the way you once shed tears, / Saying you really cared / And I hate the way you said you’d17 lines, 4 comments, July 27, 2007. In Anguish
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Everyday is another struggle / When I try to get up, I seem to stumble / I face, yet again, some more daily trouble / I’m not depressed; just a little stressed / My “happy-o-meter” equals to nil / I don’t eat m40 lines, 3 comments, July 20, 2007
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“Honey, I love you; honey, I care / Whenever you need me, I will always be there… / Whenever you’re near me, I don’t know what to say / And every time I see you, you take my breath away… / You’re the cent26 lines, 1 comment, July 20, 2007
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Spiritual Poet : Hello my friend on July 28, 2007I read your sad comments to my Letter to Momma poem. You are not a child of the devil dear one. You are a precious child of God and his creation. I hope you have learned to wash those words out of your heart and soul though I know it is hard. God bless you little lady, Mark
