Thursday, 7. February 2008, 19:23:13
i was tagged by C8lin
1. i'm named after my dad. thats so wierd i'm a GIRL
2. my middle name is May.
3. i can shoot a sunflower off the stem from 200 yards away with a 22.
4. my great great great great great grandfather was the king of some country.
5. my 3rd grade teacher threw my desk(i was in it) you'll never believe why she did. i made a paper crane.
6. i have set every house i've lived in on fire. i've lived in at LEAST 8 different houses.
i Tagged
volleyball*
supernd*4*spd
Saturday, 22. December 2007, 18:58:00
Everyone is always saying how
lucky others are for what they have,
But then the person that is supposedly
lucky tells the other person they are
lucky for not having that same thing.
Why can’t people just be happy for what they have?
I think we are all guilty of this sometimes.
Friday, 19. October 2007, 21:28:43
My poem The Ship has just been awarded
by poetry.com to be in thier new poetry book
pretty cool huh
I never though my poems were good
but I'm glad someone does
Monday, 8. October 2007, 04:15:13
A cold cold day,
When men with cold hearts,
Hurt innocent people,
with no remorse.
A cold cold day,
with a few warm hearts,
Who helped us all,
And then did fall.
A cold loud sound,
Echoed through the town,
Penetrated our souls,
Then left a hole.
What a cold cold world,
Where the blow was hurled,
A shock wave flowed,
As bad men mocked.
With cold cold joy,
They tried to destroy,
But our nation prevailed
And they did fail.
Monday, 8. October 2007, 01:10:18
Roses are red,
"I wish you were dead."
Violets are blue,
"What did you do?"
The day is bright,
"I wish I could fight."
The night is dark,
“I don’t like this mark.”
Joy is fleeting,
“Your words still eating.”
But love is forever,
"I’ll forget never.”
Monday, 8. October 2007, 00:37:06
Bound with my own pain.
Trapped in my own sorrow.
Tortured by my own memories.
banished by my own thoughts
Hope cuts the bands.
Joy is the key to set me free.
Forgetting slows the whip.
Sleep brings the ship.
Monday, 8. October 2007, 00:28:52
I wish I could show You,
the way I feel.
I wish I could find,
A way to deal.
I wish for once,
Without a fuss.
Things could go right,
Without a fight.
But most of all,
I wish you could see,
The way we should be.
Friday, 5. October 2007, 21:52:48
It hurts so much being,
Full of pain and sorrow.
Tomorrow will come,
But sorrow wont run.
I try not to show,
But everyone knows.
The pain I feel,
So hard to deal.
Life seem just an act,
The way I react.
Life wont slow,
Pain will just grow.
To finish my task
I put on a mask,
And conceal the fact,
That I can't be healed
Friday, 28. September 2007, 03:45:05
this is a poem I wrote titled "Caged"
In a Cage I Sit and Swing
Taunted Teased,
And Forced to Please.
Tattered Dreams,
Float on by,
Dreams of Freedom,
And the Sky.
Broken Heart And
Shattered Soul.
Memories Come,
And Memories go.
But Pain is Constant,
And Ever Flows.
Never Healing,
With Full Feeling.
So Here I sit,
In a Cage.
Built of Pain,
And my Rage.
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