Im Staci. I don't write for attention, and I don't write for comments. I write because it lets me express myself, or become someone else. Sometimes I write for the poetically challenged,but i dont mind. I dont copy poems, and I would like it if you please not copy mine. |
Everything was perfect,
And nothing went wrong...
Why is life
So easy to hate...
It was like just yesterday
We were the new kids in school...
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Catching bugs with plastic nets...
He called himself hopeless as his fist broke the...
Not even the stars could point him in the right...
He called himself hopeless as his fist broke the...
Not even the stars could point him in the right...
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Catching bugs with plastic nets...
It was like just yesterday
We were the new kids in school...
When I'm with you
My heart skips beats...
You can be my blankets
On the coldest winter night...
Once hugging under night's sky... |
Get your crayons ready |
If pain shows that your alive, |