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without

When the sunset and the clouds parted,as the world stood still,you were all I had left. All I could muster was a scream of pain,I fell apart the day the world came to an end.I woke up the next morning.Knowing I was still in pain, and not alone. The world didn't end. I just assumed I c..

when the honeymoons over

the list revised

the table of contents leads to a sad ending

table of contents1.you2.me3.us4.fall apart5.cry myself to sleep6.memories never die 1.Youyou're the boywho starts this tradgey of my life and your life togetheryou make me smile you cause me tearsyou broke my hearti'm still standing here2.Mei'm ..

i won't be sneaky (this is about joshua ryan jones)

tend to that broken heartyou call your little sisterthe one you said if anyone messed withyou'd kill thembreathe a little heavierthey'll never find the truthyou'll burry it with your stone heartand broken soulvictimize another sweet sinnerexcuse me for speaking upyou made i..

history lesson

She's got blood stained fingernails, and burnt lungs. She's got a craving for lust in her eyes. And a fire for love in her veins.She's got her eyes set on the prize.The boy who could win her heart.And vindicated her from all her sins.She sits alone in a blank room,With ..

dream filled nights, i'm lost in your eyes

i'm losing myself in your deep blue eyesthe way you fill mine with hope and sanitythere's not an ounce of doubtthat i'm letting go, i'm moving oni forgot your name, not today, but tomorrowi dreamt of a world of smiles, and tear free cloudsi lost myself in the reflectionmy mirro..

illegal car rides and talegating trucks

she's lovable, intolerableshe's all put together, she's torn apartits frustrating have a best friend, that sometimes you can't standshe'll twist your words, into hurtful phrasesjump to conclusions, and won't listen to the real meaningits easy to love her, when she's always the one that m..

sincerely unregretably

i'll be your laughing stocki'll be the only one who ever knew you by heartlike the lyrics we screamed in your carand the way your fingers brushed my skinwhen we were both intoxicated off the sin filling the roomi'm not the little girl you left behindi'm the fighter you createdyou'll ..

rap music && homecoming repeat

you pushed, i pulledi yelled, you walkedyou'll regret, and miss me i'm moving on, i'm finding who i am without youi'm no longer depending on your armsto hold me everytime you make me cryno more fights, over stupid thingsthis will be easier without youi felt destroyed, alon..

false titles true feelings

selfish hearts, self centered friendsbroken faith, let down hopesits all about the girl who needs the attentionher best friend means nothing to her if its about herlies, decet, a false titleits all about the girl with the bigger egofight until you win, a fight won't be returnedi was ..

simple

i'm going through my blog on myspace and just transferring my favorites to here :D

just a list

this is what happens when you fall hard and fast for someone these are the things i hate missing and being away from

Word Play [Part Three]

more word play :D

Word Play [Part Two]

its a puzzle. your mind is suppose to create the images and fill in the missing pieces. that is the point of the poem. to make you work.

Word Play [For my Looouise]

so i've been really uninspired but i wanna write :D so ima do a little word play for my Looouise cause i know how much she loves my writing. so this is just for you beau :D

i felt

truth comes to light in the heat of the moment

change.

its kinda a random hidden message type of poem. but the hidden message is rather easy to discover

an after thought

i currently don't have a printer due to the fact that we're remodeling. so the main computer isn't hooked up, but the wifi still is. because me and my madre use our laptops. and only hers works with the printer. so this is a poem thing for my sister. that

just a note

my writing is nothing uninspired undesiredbut i need to writehave to writeso now i journal. as soon as i have something to write aboutor a new ideai'll post. until thenbest wishes

hello father

truth hurts

i lost the game

dedicated to him true storyy

the broken gaint

random i don't know =D

Baby We Have Chemistry [new 'chapter']

updateddd! i'm trying really hard to finish this story. I don't know if I should make chapters. But I don't think its long enough. I still think its missing a lot of character development, so PLEASE FEEL FREE TO ADD SUGGESTIONS!! And I'd DEEPLY APPERCAITE

hello sunshine

<33 true story

Baby We Have Chemistry [updated]

So i never really finish my stories. they're always left unfinished. so i'm hoping i'll actually push myself to finish this one. PLEASEEEEE if you find grammer mistakes, call me on them, spelling, correct it. suggestion, spill them. let me know what you t

cliche lies and the anorixic goldfish

not a true story. don't worry. i've never done any of this. but hell it'd be fun =] [writers block still active]

[untitled]

still have writers block. i'm attempting to ignore it. so please forgive me if its awful

nightlight

i still have writers block. i don't know how i managed to dream up this poem. but i did. even with writers block. yay me!! so if it sucks i apologize. i know it jumps around. but i actually like it =]

vacation with the gods

my muse is on vacation and i'll explain why

the difference between me and you

its random idk.

recovering addict

this was inspired by NAKED HEARTS by Pax Analog -- [its a must read]. i rolled with the idea of a naked heart in a different since.

sexxx and cartoons

i won't give anything away. but i'm extremely proud of this poem. and the ending is beyond amazing. i really hope you like it =]

video.games and empty conversations

to that boy in boston. he never called and after i told him don't bother calling me anymore he finally decided to start calling me and calling me back when he says he will. yesss i hate boys. expecially ones that live acrossed the country

underwear and ipods

i kinda had the image of a girl in her room listening to her ipod just dancing in her underwear =]]

tension and tight ropes

theres been a lot of negative tension in my house lately between my parents and me. and the way i vent is through my writing. so this is about the tension =]

fallen soldier

i don't know how to really describe this to anyone but myself. i guess you can take it as a break up poem. or anything you want. but i'm actually very proud of how it turned out =]]

nicotine <333

self depictive

soap scene

<3 i simply love this poem. its pretty much how i feel about myself. not in a negative light. but just how i kinda am

November 2008

you'll understand when you read it

Barely There

This poem was wrote about my parents. We got in a HUGE fight one night. it was so bad i ended up having to live with my grandparents for a week. this IS old. it was wrote on [1.9.08]

cellphones and blank cds

this is about one of my ex boyfriends [what a surprise]. its based off of a mental snap i had when he left me. when i got tired of rejection. and i just kind of snapped. and this is a recalection of it.

coach and parada

about another ex-girlfriend. i love the theme of the poem

When I Fall Apart, I Think Of You

so its a little cliche. what can i say? i'm a teenage girl. =]]

fatal girls and tragic boys

i had a friend who was like my brother use me as a piece of a*s, then tossed me aside like i was useless and worthless. today i've moved on, with the help of writing about it. this was one of the first really somewhat revealing poem i wrote, about how it

school day and senior hall

this is about an old friend, who i wasn't planning on being friends with again. but as you can tell after reading the poem. that plan changed

my lost masterpeice

to an ex, whom i really want to be with. she's my mona lisa and i'm her da vinci

dried paint and a half empty canvas

this is about my ex girlfriend. she's my mona lisa and i'm her da vinci [PLEASE SEE AUTHOR NOTES]

bangles and boston

i've been missing kyle A LOT lately. due to the fact that he's 3,104 miles [exact mileage] away, i wear his sweatpants everynight, his computers broken so he can't get online, and i haven't heard from him since last sunday

commercail planes and country life

the boy i met this summer, lives in boston, and he went home today, and it finally hit when i called him to see how his flight went.

kyle cullen <3

so i met this boy this summer, he's my best friends cousin. he lives in boston [the east coast] and i live in portland [the west coast] and he's simply the most amazing boy you'll ever meet. and he's melted my heart, and he's leaving on saturday, and i'm