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My country boy is phenominal. He's extrodinary. He's even perfect, well actually not even close. He has some flaws but what normal person doesn't? One of his flaws is that he can't cum inside of me, it HAS to be on me. Disgusting, I know. We've talked about it plenty of times. And I've set the line,..

Any Kind Will Do

All I can do now is think about you but I've promised myself I won't care anymore,distracting myself from your stare.I've seen this mistake I've made once before,with your games I'll never fall for.

are we s***s?

I've been called a s**t, w***e, promiscuous, a tease, square.......Any name that has to do with being sexually activte, I've been called pretty much at least once. The names don't even phase me anymore. They have become apart of my daily life. But, if you really think about it. We're 16 year olds f*..

Sex and Highschool

the new and improved, sex and the city... teen style.

spinning love

When you were a little girl,did you ever spin around in a cirlce with your arms out and look at the sky?I did and that's what love feels like to me.You're so free and you're adrenline is running wild,it's as if nothing can touch you.But then once that feelings over,You feel dizzy and sic..

Up There

just a spure of the moment poem.

you're gone, and i'm here.

my ex, tyler little, died on Janurary 15th and this poem is dedicated to him. i love you babe and i miss you so effing much ! roll in peace sunny jimm < 3 !

stupid face !

my hands hold my chin up because i no longer can .i would point my finger at you and blame it all on you, but i can't even look at youwithout thinking about the way you held me or that way you played with my hair when we lied in the field, staring at the stars.god, you and your stupid face !..

dying in the arms of ;

making this up as i go along .

when i grow up ....

this poem is about when i was little kid ; my mom would always ask me what i wanted to be when i was little girl ... you have to read this poem to figure out my answer . but just remember i was like 5 when she always asked me this . so don't make fun of

Because Tonight Will Be The Night That I Will Fall For You .

the poem title is a line from Fall For You - Secondhand Seranade [ mine and my bf's song ] tonight was the night i lost myself .

Old Love Turned Into New Love .

this is just a random poem about abouslty noone , actually it's about .... lmaoo . you guessed it : P

Tyler Little

this is a poem about him .

un - buckled

this is a poem is just a random one that came to me while talking to a friend about school : D

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readd itt .

Letting Go

So this poem here is about letting go .I've had experiance with letting go of things and let me tell you i am not very good at it .Like for instance ;when my poppy got sick when i was 6 i always wanted to go see him at his house , that is now empty .when i lost my new puppy when i was 12 , i..

That Knife .

she stands in the middle of her room , crying , holding onto that knife .she looks up to her wall where is picture hangs sideways . she sucks back her tears , whipes her nose with her sleeve and clenches her hand tight around that knife.she takes a step forward and throws that knife as ..

i s**t my fish bowl .

read it . : P

through her eyes

You showed me the world ,you taught me how to write poems ,you showed me pictures .You held onto me when someone lied to me ... but when we both knew that i lied to the whole world . you held my hair back while i puked out your portal to life . Yo..

thing i need and want most .

reeeaddd it .

Naked Mattress .

i was actually falling alseep on a naked mattress : P that's the only true part in this poem ... the rest is just thought up . but yet , not a lie either .

with you , everything would be beautiful .

this poem is about a girl who loves a guy . this poem is refeering to her pain in a different veiw.

i miss you .

my boyfriend is gone on a family vaca. and i'm stuck here with out him . : ( i can't wait for him to come back . so i wrote this poem ... i guess for him . and also to past the time away while he's gone.

Just asking .

this one is pretty much self explanitory. [ or how you spell it : P ] i thought about it while i was walking around my neighbor hood ... i heard a mother and daughter fighting . and the mother said ' your useless ' and then the daughter said ' well if i'

Jazzy B*****d .

random poem that me and elissa wrote at 3 in the morning at timmies.

That S****y Show .

this poem is a poem that me and my best friend thought about . we've always wanted a t.v show , so i thought i should write a poem about it :P

Red Lipstick .

this was a random poem i made up because my best friend is soooo in love with red lipstick . so i wrote it in the bathroom . [ where we slept that night ]

Waste .

this just randomly popped into my head .

Best Friends .

this is a poem that is dedicated to my best friend . we had a very close conversation the other night , i can't remember it all ... but i'll make another one when i get home. : D

Raped By A Single Touch.

this poem came to me through a dream.

Dedication

I was coming home from hamilton when I stuck my hand out the window and my hand flew back from the pressure of the wind, the first line came to me then and the rest just flowed.

War.

this about two people who creep eachother's profiles and then either put a little message in their status or write a poem about it.

I'm A Trapped Butterfly.

read it , it explains everything.

I Don't Wanna Hear It.

i'm really angry right now , and everyone on my MSN is complain' to me about stuipd s**t. so i thought i should write a poem about it. To get my anger out.

Moo Shoo.

: D.

Pointing Fingers.

this is directed to noone.

Frusteration Towards The Parents.

This is happening at this very moment , so I thought I should write a poem about it . haha

Loves Mysteries.

this is a poem about .... i guess , it's hard to explain . read it and find out : P

Mistakes Happen.

i guess you have to read it to find out.

Blinding.

this was off thee top of my head this morning when i woke up.

Mistaken.

i guess all you can do is read it.

Everything Is Not Always What It Seems.

the poem describes itself.

Drowing In Your Love.

read it.

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Friendship.

read it.

Inspiration.

this one is dedicated to someone who has inspired me to write more deeply. thank you so much Legion for all the help.

Burning Love

read it.

The Past is History.

read it.

Locked Up.

read it .

No Stars

read it : P