UNbrOKen

About UNbrOKen

My name is Shelby. I am 17 now.
I got into poetry when i was 14. I was really young when i got a taste of the "Real World", He said that he would always be there for me and he loved me. Well he lied. He took "everything" from me, So I wrote about it. I wrote a lot about it. I thought i would never get over him, always thought that somewhere deep down i would always love him... I dont, there is not one thing about him i want to remeber, But i wrote so i remember that the pain i felt was real. But Because of all that i was always on alert of being hurt, But there is one Guy that i let my Guard down for and he is amazing, He doesnt pressure me to do anything. He is against drugs, alcohol and smoking, So he's my good influence, I write now about how much he has changed my life for the better and i am thankful that he is there for me. So Johnathan Is the one guy that proved to me that all guys aren't like Craig, The ones that say what you want to hear when you are nieve to get what they want, then they leave you high and dry when you need the most help. So all in all Poetry for me started from heartache to Learning you dont need all that drama and pain in your life and to let go of it, and get into stuff that is much better... But my favorite things are my boyfriend, working, hanging out with my homies, saying the phrase your mom, Pink of all sorts, myspace, pictures, looking and taking, and talking.

Profile of UNbrOKen

  • Age : 17
  • Gender : Female
  • Country : USA, Florida
  • Joined : Oct 29, 2006
  • Last Visit : 18 years ago
  • Poems : 7
  • Comments : 9
  • Quotes : 25
  • Posts : 1
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Latest Poems By UNbrOKen

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  • The day i stop loving you,
    will NEVER come true!!!

    16 years ago
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  • Tell everyone you love that you love them every chance you get because you never know when it will be your last time.

    RIP grandpa! March 25,2008

    16 years ago
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  • He gave me Eleven Real Roses, the last one was Fake...Making a Dozen... And When I asked why only one was fake he said he'd love me til the last rose died.

    16 years ago
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