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- Last seen on Dec 19 3:19 PM 2007. Member since October 29, 2003.
- I'm a tigereye texture poet for 1,237 comments.
- I am a 18 year old girl from Tennessee (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a weasel.
- I have 1,237 comments, 6 contests, 14 poems
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12 lines, 2 comments, August 14, 2007. In departure
My Poetry
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i'm way out of practice. this is no good at all, but it's a start.
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MourningCloak on June 25, 2007ummm...didn't realize I was on this name. This is also VioletTears. just to let you know...
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MourningCloak on June 25, 2007Seems the well of creative writing has gone barren for both of us, huh? I just can't seem to get the images I want to. It's so frustrating! And I refuse to start stealing images from myself! haha. Hope you're doing well.
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Crash Into Me : ROFL on March 3, 2007oh god that snake quote is freaking hilarious..
i literally just spurted water out of my nose..
wow..
i wouldve drowned laughing.
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VioletTears on November 7, 2006I hope all of that stuff blows over. That really sucks. People can be so cruel and backstabbing. Betrayal...which I'm sure I spelled wrong, but never the less is a horrible feeling that just grips you and makes you feel like your in a egg scrambler. I'm glad things are getting better. Maybe you can take some of those things the those people said and turn them into poetry? There's this one girl at my school and she's an extremely jealous and selfish person. It made me sick today how horrible she is to other people. There's other people who are selfish as well and somehow it indirectly includes me in some way. Anyway...I wrote a poem that i have not posted about the emotions of jealous and selfishness. And I'm not sure if I even like it. I worked so hard on it to find the right words, but it's one of those things you love to hate-I'm proud of it, but I dislike it, but it's exactly what I feel. Does it make any sense? Maybe you could try that? I guess I'm done with my book lol.
Hey, what did you end up getting when you went shopping?
