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LAST LOGIN: June 05
LAST LOGIN: June 05
I am Amy Lynn, author and self-publisher of my own true story “Forced By Extremes.” (www.myspace.com/forcedbook)
It is a detailed account of my past with an abusive maniac, complete with letters from the abuser, warning signs of abusers in general, tips for escape from such relationships and multiple hotline numbers for many situations, including abusive ones of course. I have been writing poetry since I knew how to write and it has always been my biggest passion. I never imagined writing a book. It was completely spuratic. It just happened one day… and of course the rest of that year too! Anyway, another HUGE passion of mine that just ememerged recently is photography. I did all the photogrpahy for my book and posters and actu…
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My surroundings have been lit too long. I feel it: he’ll soon arise. I’m watching but, I won’t expect him then For, the Shadow loves surprise. I feel safer from behind my door, Though he could approach me through the phone. I fear him more as I enter the world Will I go alone? Will there be anything after, Or shall darkness overcome my eyes? I cannot know anything now. No one will until the shadow’s surprise.
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My little brother took on the man Who took on my mom. Who knew that world war 3 Would release such an atomic bomb? The Toddlers stood by watching Saying “Don’t hit my mommy again ” That’s what pulled the trigger From the dark room my little brother was in. The bomb went off. The house was shakin’. Who knows if my little brother even felt All the hits he was takin’. You can only see so much, Let it go so far, Before inside yourself, You struggle with war. In the foundation upon which we grew, ...
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I thought I was numb Thought I was okay, So I didn’t go to see you today. While the rest of the world Was standing there At 1:30 I slumbered, But you had something to share. Can’t remember much of my dream, Only saw the falling leaves. Couldn’t see you but felt you, beside me under the trees. Maybe I was the only one who could hear, for all else were probably deaf by tears. I know there was something You were trying to say I know it was important, but couldn’t figure it out either way. I just...
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Enlighten me with your darkness I can show you a darker time bring me down with your highness, I am higher in my humble rhyme Discourage my happiness with your pessimistic view You’ll see you are incapable For I choose a different path than you.
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Poetry is my passion And you are my pen, Consuming my canvas with Endless emotion, Motivating my heart When it hasn’t been. My ink, My inhabitor, Gracing my page… You’re my encouraging smile Within anticipation And my therapist Throughout my rage.
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Beautiful and sad. I often say there is beauty in sadness, for in sadness there is truth. You have captured that by making him immortal with your pen in such a beautiful way and expressing your hurt in such a beautiful way. I loke the way you write, the way you put your words together. The way you express yourself. You actually made october and november more beautiful and meaningful than just the sad months you know. Thanks. It takes talent to do something like that. Best wishes.
This is powerful and VERY well written! It is written in a very classic, epic style that could entertain for centuries. The underlying themes leave us with so much to think about as well. I love poetry that leaves me dangling in thought. Thanks for sharing. :)
WOW! I really liked this! I love the fact that you pulled everything together in the end. I always love a good ending. This is very passionate, very real, and yet, surreal at the same time. It was like reading a movie because of the timeless imagery you put into it. I haven't seen anything like this yet.... definitely one of a kind! :)
"A gleam in the distance of hope" ... those words are amazing and so thought-provoking! The poem was a little confusing as to what exactly you were talking about. I could understand that there was a hurtful discussion, but the poem kinda leaves me hanging a bit, wondering about the details... wanting to know more of the story. I adore all of the amazing phrases though! I just wish they were put together a little clearer to the readers who don't know what the argument was about, or whatever th...
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Wow, this was a sweetly passionate poem. i think the last line was weird with it though. It makes perfect sense, I think I was just expecting something sweeter to match the rest of the poem, ya know?? The rest of the poem was absolutely sweet and wonderful, so I expected the ending to be like that too. beautiful job on the poem though, that would be my only suggestion! :)
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