When I begin to write, I don't know what the poem will be about
I string together pretty words until my pen has taken it's course
And then when I read it
I realize exactly what it's about
I suppose that's how we all are
and for further reference
I'm a happy kid
I string together pretty words until my pen has taken it's course
And then when I read it
I realize exactly what it's about
I suppose that's how we all are
and for further reference
I'm a happy kid
- Last seen on Jun 2 12:09 PM. Member since August 14, 2005.
- I'm a carnelian hope poet for 115 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "Lovely, Simply Lovely".
- I am a 20 year old girl (USA)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a Student.
- I have 115 comments, 2 contests, 77 poems, 2 stories
My Poetry
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My Stories
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There is nothing like it. When you close your eyes it won't be as dark. When you plug your ears, the sounds will still resonate. You hid
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It was a night. Boy oh boy, was it a night! It was dark, for one thing, and moonless, you never get that in New York City, especially in the summer. I could a450 lines, 2 comments, August 22, 2005. In <200 lines, Romance
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DreamPixie on August 29, 2005MIA!
My absoluetly beautiful, cute, daring, etc.
lol I was gunna go on for every letter, but I'm lacking in inspiration. Alas.
WOOT! You have an acount! Uber-coolness.
