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+ more bio informationWHAT YOU'LL FINDFind me when it's broken and all else disappearsWhen rain drops will replace a thousand years of tearsYou made me so I could breath and now I don't know why;Baby baby, I know I shouldn't try.You saw a trace of footsteps but only shadows on the grassAnd then a shattered memory to which we both share a pastYou l... More..
Equanimity is brought forth amongst natureOh how it does entice my wandering mind;Of an amusement of my own future,To read in such refuge one must find.Such actions romance my creativity,My thoughts and ideas do rouse;Labyrinth thoughts but always connectivity;A plot of a story perhaps my brain shall house.How does green eart... More..
The most real things are those you can't see.-My mother had called me Luna when I lay in her arms the night I was born, my big blue eyes staring up at her, and my pale, newborn skin glistening in the moonlight. She had whispered soft things to me in my ears, telling me of all her thoughts and emotions, and I listened because ... More..
FLIGHT OF AUTUMN PASSIONLarge sweeping fields of orange and goldAs the geese take flight with formation in the skyAnd frost kisses the windows when the weather grows coldThe wind carries my song as it come sweeping on by.Autumn rain pelts down the windows like tearsForgotten love stains the carpet and clouds dust on the stair... More..
If you want an insiders opinion to the youth side, I am it. At sixteen I love the Harry Potter series; and yes, I have heard many complaints of darkness. However, all in all it has done wonders for me as a child. If anything it teaches you wrong from right, how to be a good friend, how to stand up to your fears, how to love, ... More..
GOODBYE AT A BUS STOPCalamity lies behind the veil of spring;An evasive voice talks to the driver,Misfortune awaits an innocent young girl;The herald whispers but she does hear.Desolate girl is feeble as she runs;Heedlessness towards sound and entity,Erratic tears of perpetual sorrow;Finally finds refuge in her fathers embrac... More..
Tobey, my stray cat.Since a young girl animals had always fascinated me. I would stick my hands in ponds and whip out a tadpole, frog or turtle and right away it was declared my 'pet'; my 'baby'. Now that I look back, some of those may not have survived the long encounter on dry land; but I loved them none the less. If it was... More..
Our farcical fallacy of reality endsAnd now the commission to comprehend as friends;The efflorescence of mind as we do discoverA box of minute teeth from me and my brother,Excitement for a fairy and watch as truth bends. More..
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