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AGE:
23
LOC: Jackson, MI
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: April 21
LOC: Jackson, MI
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: April 21
hmm…let’s see here, where to start? Alrighty, i’m a writer of transgressive short stories and poetry. I’m also into drawings and all that jazz. Jackson, Michigan is where i live, nothing much happens here and i’m fairly sure nothing much ever will. My favourite book series ever is The Dark Tower. Even the Dark Tower comic book is good in my opinion. It’s always difficult to describe yourself when you have to, so i’ll just cut it off here for now.
—-and despite the picture, i am infact female. that’s got to be one of the worst photos of me ever, it is funny though.
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I can see you Standing small below A hole in reality Allows me your beauty You sense me Smell me in the rains Once you think you saw Eyes connected in thought Pleasant are the nights I can watch you But long are the days When an ending is always Your world is written My duty is honorable Something is so absent Fate is so ill-spent Today you'll walk Someone will follow All of time will fade Infinity will succeed the blade It's my doing Blame weighs heavy For so many years A lifetime of tears L...
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Sick Love Day after day for 5 years Damon devoted time and patience to pursuing a quite lovely young lady with whom he had fallen into obsession with. Often times he'd daydream about how beautiful a time they could have if she would just give him a chance. Unfortunately, Rebecca was part of a completely different social level at school, which meant she was completely off-limits to the dark lad with the strange yet "pretty" eyes. True, she had given him a look over and found him attractive, bu...
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I feel very bad for the old man. This is a nice poem, sad, but good. It makes me wonder where he and the mare were going and what all they had seen in past journeys. There's not anything i can critique really, i think it's very well done.
great rhyme and wonderful poem... "Darkness rests beneath his brow and in his eyes there’s death I yearn for it, to merge somehow with every whispered breath" that there is pure gold.
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a poem of frustration? pretty good, you may want to word things a bit differently in the 4th line from the bottom, sounds a little off to me for some reason. there's a couple spelling errors but that's a quick fix with spell check. good poem overall.
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