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I miss the poetryI miss the poetry that used to flow from my fingers Creating rhymes and rhythms I couldn't understand Until I looked back at what my hands had created Of their own accordI miss the poetry
I miss the pen that was a part of my hand They worked together as if they had been made for each other As if they share a love that no one could possibly understand Releasing energy stored
I miss the words that used to uncloud my mind With a simplicity that still somehow baffled me That would drive me forward with a passion that I never truly saw Until it was no longer my reward
I mi
by ~chavon13
Sarah go down da hole.Conception Entity Chocolate Stranger Protecting Console Giving Structured Rock Dripping Hence Without GrumbleSarah go down da hole.
Since the day of my conception, there has been something different about me, according to my mother that is. In my opinion, however, I'm just another everyday ordinary kind of girl. I think my mother wants to find something extraordinary in me simply because she is an extraordinary woman (she's been climbing mountains since the ripe old age of 6). How my father got a hold of her and made her settle down, I will never know. He is the single most
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Lisa and NathanLisa looked down at him, stock still and felt nothing change. This had been her last hope, but she had always known that nothing would be different. He had haunted her mind for seven years now, and nothing was going to change that, not even his body in a coffin. The fact that he was no longer breathing did not make him dead. It seemed she was destined to live with him for the rest of her life. She closed her eyes and walked to the back pew of the church. She sat for a while, watching as people approached the coffin weeping and then went to sit back down. Each and every time, she wondered if they knew the horror he had put her through for a yeLisa and Nathan
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- Current Residence: My beautiful Georgia home!
- Interests: Movies, music, writing, acting, singing...the list goes on!
- Favourite movie: Fight Club or 300
- Favourite band or musician: The Fray right now, it changed with the week. Last week Death Cab For Cutie
- Favourite genre of music: Alternative?
- Favourite artist: Don't really have one.
- Favourite poet or writer: I'll go with Stephen King...or Mercedes Lackey
- Favourite style of art: I browse through the photomanipulations here for the most part.
- Operating System: Windows Vista Ultimate SP1
- MP3 player of choice: It broke, so I just use my computer
- Favourite game: Kingdom Hearts or Mortal kombat
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2 thus far
- Favourite cartoon character: Chuckie from Rugrats
- Personal Quote: Absence is to love as wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small and kindles the great. - Roger de B
- Tools of the Trade: Laptop, pen and paper...and sometimes my brain, but not always.
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