: About Me

Not Much To Say. Born And Raised In Columbus, Ga. Parents Are Great Parents And Sister... Well You Know How That Goes.

My passion is ...

Music.

I know too much about ...

Nothing.

My parents always told me ...

To Do Better In School.

My childhood ambition ...

Was To Be A Head Chef.

My favorite memory ...

Is Dancing In The Rain.

Why I write ...

To Express My Viewpoints And Indulge In A Reccently Found Passion.

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

Is Always Music.

My first job ...

Was Cutting The Grass As An 11 Year Old Kid.

My best moment ...

Is Captured Unexpectedly.

My inspiration ...

Is Beauty.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Twilight

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He Lies There In His Dismally Lit Room Sitting, Wishing, Hoping Sleep Would Come Soon Midnight-06 Is The Time Of Day Cold, Pensive, and Aching IS How He Dutifully Lay Soon After, Thought Comes Flitting Careless Through His Mind Like A Fish Chased By A Fisher Only Refuge It Tries To Find Pensive, He Lay Then An Image Comes To Mind The Scene Is A Park With A School Just Behind The Sun Is Setting It Is The Sunset Of The The Day The Day Before The Night Pensive, He Lay The Sky Is Blood Red With Hapless Streaks Of Grey But No One Has Started No One Dares Look Away They Marvel At Its Beauty They...

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