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AGE:
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LOC: Dallas, TX
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: April 23
LOC: Dallas, TX
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: April 23
My name is -—--, but i liked to be called Gory. Im sixteen. Fun and exciting person. I love writing…writing wierd and creative things,yet writing happy things doesnt bother me. :)
ummm….theres more but im lazy…you’ll hear alot of that.
Please review. Good or Bad, ill stick to it like a man. and wh/else ummm….thats it i ghess///\\\
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(chorus)x2 im so hurtful how can i get any further im trying to break loose but im curled up trying to break soon but the door shut (verse one) felt like a bang losing mind, out of sight trying to get away, but it remains the same how coul i breathe with hurtful things trying to resist, came back times three (chorus) (verse two) watching myself on the side of the mirror half of my face looking like a killer what am i doing to redeem my dreams all of this hate surrounding me. (chorus) (verse t...
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10 letter word surrounding our minds Thick as a blade, ending your life In the middle, the word press Press against my chest Out of focus losing your breath Ending your life, beginning death Trying to resist 10 letter word? 10 better seconds 10 second count, loud sound of my heart pound Times up! Picking up the the knife,slitting my veins,charging the gun,six bullet gain,rotating top,sniffing up 'caine Too many reasons for this type of game Death around corner Not a surprise Needing help ope...
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There I was in the auditorium nervously shaking,sweating and just hoping for the judges to proudly announce my name as the winner for the poetry competition. Any place would've mattered, as long as my name was called;however,getting first place was what I was aiming for. I turned to my mom and she quickly grabbed my hand and confidently said,"You're going to win!". Suddenly, we were interuppted by the sound of the judge's footsteps leading to the podium, in which it was time to reveal the wi...
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Mindless communication is inside their education Not intended for the well-being, but influenced by the well-seeing Ignoring the educational studies And rather play hooky with ignorant buddies Less of a caring child They act as their peers to feel more mild Clueless about the real Smart on how they feel Pain gets stonger As they get weaker Pain stays longer As they see deeper Witholding communication Not voluntary for the well-being, but forced by the well-seeing. Ghetto Youth... Increasing.
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“A place for friends” That’s what it says How did it begin? Who knows, the creator must’ve not had any From everyday children to everyday adults A phenomenon I suppose Talked about in every media The sensation just arose Newspaper – Myspace Radio – Myspace Internet – Well…Myspace And of course, television its self Judge Trudy had the need to advertise The plaintiff and the defendant—Myspace What’s an addiction? Myspace Soon after we are all dead The addiction will get stronger. Enough said. S...
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there was a chuckle i had, but thats pretty much it. funny but the it gheto(lol) with "cuz" in there. maybe it makes it more realistic....i dunno. well, keep writing!
Well, it's a very simple writing and it barely succeeds...surprisingly. As I was reading, it made me happy. Corny I know, but it made sense, between all the types of paper you were looking for,ha. Speaking of corny. The end had disspointing statements. "It’s like I made me A heart out of paper", its funny. I don't kmow if it was your intention(hope not), but it was just plain corny. Over all, excluding the end, it has potential to be better. But it's a nice, cute, and sweet poem. Cool writer.
Goddame! I didnt see the ending coming! i liked it, thought there are some punctuation errors here and there... its cool. you should expand it alot more. it's similar to my writing. so keep writing! good luck!
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