| I'm a poet doing Project365 so I have a lot of stuff I post. I am very happy right now. |


Girls are better, but punishedWhy was I born a girl? Why are girls punished? The guys are the dicks They should be punished.Girls are better, but punished
Why should we Have to suffer every month? Curled up on the couch But expected to function
The dicks say grow up And I know they couldn't handle it If we kicked them in the balls Every five seconds, for a week straight


Daddy's birthdayMy Daddy's birthday We couldn't do anything special I wanted to so bad Because he deserves itDaddy's birthday
I love my Daddy But we couldn't do anything He had to work on his birthday too It just isn't fair, it isn't


Another Great DayAnother great day So much fun,Another Great Day
Singing and dancing With some fun people
Hanging out all day With Shak, a great friend She is just a ton of fun It never gets old
Walking down to fireworks Getting there at the right time Sitting and watching the colors It was all just perfect


ItIt wont go away It never really does I hate it so much Why wont it disappear?It
Sometimes it shuts up Sometimes it whispers Other times it has emotions And then again it screams at me
I wish it would just stop altogether It does every now and then I found out how to shut it up more though Ice cream, television, and her works the best


I live in a world.xxI live in a world.xx
I live in a world where the cities sleep, and the children use merciless torture, the sky is covered in clouds and smoke, and there is a limited supply of water.
I live in a world where murder is common, and peace just doesnt seem to exist, the tide swells because of what we've done, and lost friends are hardly missed.
I live in a world where tears always fall, and heartbreak is a rapid occurence, the children in third world countries are starving, and conviction has no interference.
I live in a world where safety is limited, and the guns


Life imitates Art-part4Sunday approx. 10:00 am My feet rooted to the spot. I was suddenly unable to do anything but stand there and watch as Laylas lips eagerly meshed into Thomass. All the sound in the world had muted. Horror as he, for one brief gut retching moment, returned her kiss. Thomas. I mouthed. His eyes widened, and he hurriedly pushed Layla away. All the sound in the cafeteria rushed back to life. Without a word, I rushed out past them towards the door. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Layla, silently laughing. The main hallway was all but deserted as I rushed out. &Life imitates Art-part4


Our PoemOUR POEM! Starts with our bike rides Ends with our sleepless nightsOur Poem
Getting slurpies getting drinks or hanging out alone
It doesnt matter what we do,
Its always going to be a good time with you
Texting all through our nights
but finally going to sleep when you accidently fall into a dreamless night
saying something stupid that makes each other smile or just taking a break cause our hearts have to rest awhile.
Writing singing music and art We love them all no wonder we were friends from the start.
We are just like each othe
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by =ninazdesign| I'm a poet doing Project365 so I have a lot of stuff I post. I am very happy right now. |
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* when life gives me lemons, i throw them back and demand for ashleigh
* what does it mean when where ever i turn all i see is you?
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[link] the GSA I started
[link] my planning bus.
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* when life gives me lemons, i throw them back and demand for ashleigh
* what does it mean when where ever i turn all i see is you?
--
[link] the GSA I started
[link] my planning bus.
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* when life gives me lemons, i throw them back and demand for ashleigh
* what does it mean when where ever i turn all i see is you?
--
[link] the GSA I started
[link] my planning bus.
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[link] the GSA I started
[link] my planning bus.
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