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AGE:
15
LOC: New Zealand
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 30
LOC: New Zealand
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 30
i am 14 almost 15 and i live in new zealand. i am on my second year of highschool and i have many good friends. i love poetry even though i dont write so well. i occasionally have 1 or 2 poems that other like to read, but not very often. i write alot about real life experiences and emotions and i perfer to write what im feeling at the time. i hardly ever make edits to my pieces as i perfer them in their origional state. if theres anything u wanna know, just ask.
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When the sky's are gray, you can look above all, and think, of whats on the other side. you can dream of happiness in a land far away. you know you will never be there, but that doesn't stop you dreaming of what could be. when you dream, you think of wonderful things, but you know they aren't real, you know they will never be real only imaginary but you still want to believe that one day you will see that happiness
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The magic flower, with petals so bright, will make you feel warm and pleasant, and keep your sadness out of sight. The magic flower, so warm in your heart, will keep us together, may we never part. The magic flower, when you dont feel so well, puts a smile on your face, like a good happy pill. The magic flower, made from love, makes you feel free, like a beautiful white dove.
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In the poem 'Dulce Et Decorum Est' by Wilfred Own and the poem 'Suicide in the Trenches' by Siegfried Sassoon, there were some images that helped me to understand the poets hatred of war. In the poem 'Dulce Et Decorum Est', The metaphor 'Drunk with fatigue' was one of the images i found within this piece of text. This image shows how tired the soliders retreating from the front line were. they could not concentrate on anything, and they stumbled around unable to hold themselves upright. I als...
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There was a time when I could swim in the crisp blue water, which felt like silk skimming along my body.I could lie in the sun for days on end. listening to the leaves that would rustle in the autumn winds. I would lie there watching the fish, splashing and leaping in the air; showing their silvery bodies. Under my feet I would feel the freshwater mussels, sharp and pointed. I would strike at them and grasp the unlucky few I wanted for my dinner. I would watch the kids playing in the mud, cha...
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LITTLE RED STARS Gifts may come in many forms, some may be noticeable, some may not. Sometimes it takes something like breaking an ankle to bring out an amazing gift or talent. Sometimes after a tragedy like a death those who are gone will show some way that they are still there. May be something as little as a red star on the ground or as big as a dream to follow their path life, to walk in their shoes and to live the life they may not have been able to. Red stars on the ground is one way th...
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