My writings

I open the blindsAnd fill these lines,With words of pointless meanings.While everything you write should be in screenings!Endless love and perfect endings!My stories are all about loss and spendings.It takes a long time to think of something new!Something that stays true.Some..

Much more than she seems.

Just a little quote

The story of my lost love.

My friend had a dream. And I got an idea to write a story with the dream based in it.

when tragedy strikes.

this is a poem about losing someone close.wether it be a family member or a friend.wether it be a death or your missing someone.in my case its about a slow ending to long friendship.

Dear Best friend,

Dear Best friend,you seem to be moving in a trend. Yu get love bound,to guys with ego"s so round. Boys that,noone else seems to care for but u,somehow, adore but you always end up in those boys armsi gues, you have MULTIPLE charms. i try and tel..

Key to my heart.

I was smiling, and you smilied back at me. so i want you to take this key. look me in the eyes, and tell me no lies. over me you should faun. even when i have no make up on. take me on romantic dates, while we talk about eachothers fates..

love song

it needs a better title.

like a person,

A wine cork is like a person it goes through so many twists, turns, and pulls before it finally pops. A work of art is like a person no matter how many copiesthe originally is like no other A bunny is like a person it finishes its journy wit..

Friends

this poem is for all friends.

chapter 4

None of Stacey's friends had realised she was depressed and Stacey didnt want them to know. A week went by after Abbys passing and Stacey cried so much that she could have filled an inground pool! Stacey thought that if her grandmother could get better then it would be something good to happen. a dr..

chapter 3

Stacey wanted so bad for all of this to be a dream. But she knew sadly that it wasnt. The next day Stacey's mother told stacey that Abby, the dog who was eleven now, the same age as Stacey, was having a hard time walking up her grandparents stairs to enter their house. Stacey was sad at this thought..

chapter 2

On morning, at breakfast Staceys mother Ann looked alittle sad. Stacey asked if there was anything wrong. Ann replied back saying " your grandmother was in the hospital last night." In shock Stacey asked if her grandmother was ok. her mother replied " I dont know, she was diagnosed with cancer in he..

chapter 1

There once was a girl named Stacey. Stacey thought she had it all. she was popular at school, had the cutest boyfriend and everyone in her family loved her and she loved them. Staceys mother Ann, would make Stacey breakfast every morning before school. During school Stacey would sit with all of cool..

there once was.

this story is straight to the point. this story is a true story about me. i will except any comments good or bad.

waiting for you

i left a trail of neon colors for you to follow but i guess they werent bright enoughinstead you broke my heart, man was that roughyou followed her path instead of minei guess i wasnt your "kind"the princess gets her princei have been you server sincenow i..

some things...

some things will never change.my love for you is forever lasting.my pain and suffering to.people dont seem to think to much of you.but i do.your crazy, awesome,beautiful, and coolyour funny and everything i love.i gave you everything i hadbut i guess that wasnt enough.some thi..

colors of love

this poem goes to noone. it might mean something to the ones reading though:)

Pickles

ROSES ARE RED VIOLETS ARE BLUE Life is sweet Just like you. you can be whole or sliced you are perfect for a snack delicuos you are to me PICKLES!!!

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