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AGE:
32
LOC: United States
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: February 25
LOC: United States
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: February 25
My name is Amy, and I’ve been writing poetry for as long as I can remember. I remember when I was little I always wanted paper at the store so I could write. My mom thought it was strange, but she went along with it.
As far as other things I write, I have written a few short stories, but not many. I did win a “Young Authors” competition in like third grade, but that’s all the contests I’ve been in.
A lot of my inspiration comes from classic authours like Emily Bronte and E.A. Poe and the like.
If I had to say what I want to write as in long term, I’d have to say suspense romance novels. It’s what I like to read and I think that we all should take note of our preferences and write what we would like to read ourselves.
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Look at me. Look at me. Why won’t anyone Look at me? I am so unimportant That I’ve become transparent. Am I invisible to the world; Shunned and ignored. Am I not beautiful enough? Smart enough? Do I not draw people To me as others do? What have I done? What haven’t I done? What should I do? Why won’t anyone See me?!! Look at me!! Someone please.. Just once. Notice me.
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All alone I sit and wonder, How did I make such a blunder. I believed everyon one of your lies And thought you believed in family ties. But now I'm left a single mother Left quite alone to suffer Behind the cement and iron bars As my soul, prison slowly mars My son will have no one Because of the things we've done We both made our mistakes in the past But now I'm alone and suffering last. What about our innocent child? How can he just be defiled? We created this precious life Now ties are sev...
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She sits staring at the cityscape through iron bars. The sky is beautiful, illuminated horizon against the starry midnight sky. She feels a tear roll down her cheek, warm and damp against her skin. What am I here, she repeatedly asks herself. She is so young, a mere 23 years old and yet her past portrays one of age and experience. Her dark blonde hair hangs down her back, her blue green eyes no longer have the sparkle of childhood dreams. Her body bears the scars of numerous wounds, some self...
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I awake to a new day, Trying to find my way. Each day feels unaccomplished and empty, As if I live in a movie. I watch it happen in front of me, But it's fragmented in my memory. Sometimes I remember; bit is it true? Is this about me or about you? Do I have a purpose...will I live again? Maybe a trial run is all this has been. Do I proceed as if this is all? Or do I try and maybe fall? I try to go forward, to have a purpose in life, Sometimes I'm met with happiness, sometimes with strife. But...
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Allow me to be your's To serve you in every way You are my master Let me be your's You are not innocent Neither am I But if we get together We could teach one another To be wholly fulfilled You inflict the pain I will enjoy it I'll teach you to Make me scream in pleasure You name the game I'll name the pain And we shall both Be overwhelmed in the ecstasy We give one another Tie me up Have your way Anything you want I will be willing Allow me to be your's To give you all I have Of me.
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I like the flow of this poem, and can feel the chaos behind your words. I feel that there is something left to the imagination behind your words yet interpret your own issues towards self in the poem also. Good work and I look forward to reading more.
With every mention you made of something in your own experience, I felt a small part of it in my own soul. You have a gift of sharing great emotion, Universal emotion, and I related greatly to you. Thank you for posting this!!
Such a likeness to Poe!! Your words were like rain over my soul. "As music to the deaf ear" was a wonderful analogy of the feeling of your words. I do believe that punctuation should be looked at (unless you meant to make it all flow as it did). Keep up the good work!! I loved reading this.
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There is a lot of emotion behind your words. I felt the pain and anguish in your words. Also, the last lines ("There is no means of escape") captivated me to the hopelessness in this poem. You communicate emotion well. Keep up the good, descriptive work!
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