A place to try and catch the echo of a thought, ensnared in the tangled web of a mind. My poetry outpost. Read or don't, constructive critiscm/links/other poetry is appriciated. Flames don't do anything except make you look like a loser. All poetry are originals by me, unless otherwise stated.
posted by Lime @ 8:15:00 PM
I am... the curly haired girl next door. Little girl trying to be someone, somewhere. I like listening to the sound of the rhythm of the tide of the ocean. I go to the top of my street to sit on the fence at twilight and watch the sunset. My favorite time of day is 4 AM. I can camp for weeks and weeks and never want to go home. I can also eat 10 pieces of pizza in one go. I don't eat McDonald's, or beef from any fast food resturant. I write poetry, I eat candy, I bake cookies, I act, I sing, I live, love, and breathe. I wear jeans, I sing in the shower, I walk in the rain, I swim in the ocean. I want to be a dolphin. My two biggest dislikes are people who just don't care, and people who make fun of others for things they can't help, like physical appearance or disabilities. I'm afraid of growing up. I'm in love with Peter Pan. I support gay marriage, even though I am Christian. I delete email forwards, but fill out those quizzes. I act without thinking, so I'm a bit of a hazard to myself and an idiot, I leap before I look. Hopeless romantic. Not afraid to tell someone when I miss them or love them. I am a sister, a cousin, a daughter, a niece, and hopefully, your friend.
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