Yes i write poetry...altho this like the great depression sad. if you love it great! if you go uck and hate it, shoo shoo, u heard me... but please dont go too emo on unless you enjoy going emo,but no 1 will stop u ^_^... enjoy.(or not)
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I'm not deaf,
So why won't you speak to me?
I was never mute,
But I can't seem to talk.
I feel locked in but locked out.
So dead. Waked me up.
Was so warm. Now cold.
Oh, so cold. Left out of your Hold.
Be Yesterday when you loved me.
Be month's ago when you held my hand.
Last time when you were beside me,
Dreaming of together again...
What did I do wrong?
Or was it me after all?
Say it was my fault.
Lets fix it & no longer be apart.
I love you. Loved you,
Still love you
And dream of when you might come back.
But for today,
So distant. So far away.
When did it fall apart...?
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Life is Like a Bass Guitar....
Its my life: been full of suprises, laugh, and greta memories. ive lived in germany for nine years, you could say its land of mega soccer( oh yeh!!) and castles. i live now in FLorida (heh heh jealous). basically i luv2 do retarded stuff w my friends
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