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Holler! Give me a break, I'm just getting started.

My parents always told me ...

If God intended us to go skydiving, we would have come out of the womb with parachutes attached.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

The sound of my own typing.

My first job ...

My mom used to pay me $.01 for every gumball I picked up in our yard. (I've dropped the child labor charges).

My best moment ...

Throwing a cell phone at my ex-boyfriend during physics class.

My inspiration ...

All things ridiculous.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Romance

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Shattered Girl The boy sat nervously with his girl On the hood of his car, behind the Pizza Hut. That was the night the sky was blind To the endings already written within it And it spoke to them only of soft beginnings With its gentle breeze and soothing whisper That held in it every promise of summer, Like open-toed shoes in April. And the girl told herself she loved this boy. He had asked her to prom, afterall, With a guitar and a rose. And she wanted so badly for that to be enough To last her through the summer. But the other boy still loomed over her Like an elephant in her delicate r...

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