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AGE:
23
LOC: Denton, MD
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: March 15
LOC: Denton, MD
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: March 15
I’m 20 years old and from Denton, Maryland. I’ve been writing poetry since I was in the sixth grade. I love to read, books are my escape, as is my writing. I hope you enjoy what you see. Check out my blog to get to know me more: www.myspace.com/woundedspirit
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Tires squeal in front of my apartment and I breathe a sigh of relief. Every once in a while Tiffany actually listens to me. Every once in a long while she listens and knows better then to argue. My mind is running in circles, confusing itself. _I love her. I should tell her I love her. He wants her. He’ll take her. I can’t let Him take her. She has to go away. I can’t love her. She has to go away._ I try to calm myself as I walk through my front door. The apartment is silent and the air is th...
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i take these pills every night to make me well, to make me right pills to stop my endless crying but they're not working, i'm still dying.
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you scream for all your worth is must lack the needed ambition all is deadly silent as in a reverent benediction they see it as a strangeness and not an effect of your condition and all you think you possess is a dedication for damnation so you run from judge and jury but embrace the execution and a hundred little pills bring about the finalization and now they poke and proud you searching for justification for why you act the way you do and what exactly was your mission through all the years...
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i never realized the mistake of your presence or the lasting effect it had on my life but now every morning when i look in the mirror i see all the scars and the truths that they hide
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you walk into the room shining brighter than the sun and you've got everyone's attention whether you want it or not and now they're accumulating like moths to a porch light and you're slowly suffocating trapped in their midst and your beauty unnerves me and makes me strong while i hang back from the crowd of your handsome choices and here i am dressed down in jeans and a t-shirt and you're floating in a crimson evening gown our eyes meet and you smile it lights you up brighter and they draw e...
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I'm sort of interested to see where this is going. What exactly is the point of this story?
I think there are a few spelling mistakes, unless that is an accent you are trying to portray in one of the first dialogue lines that says, "I'm your "ain't" Luna."
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I'd like to see exactly where you are going with this. What is the whole plot behind this story?
Good luck with this, I hope to see you go very far with it. I'm not too good at pointing out spelling or grammer mistakes, but I can't think of any I found. I think you're ready! Keep up the good work!
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I have to quit procrastinating now and go back and read these other stories. Your characters are amazing and seem so real. I can put myself right inside your story.
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