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My name is Annette Smith. I am an inspiring writer who has been published in four different poetry books. I am always thinking out side the box. My friends say I have a tendency to over analize problems, But with writing I can be anything I want to be. I have

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Relationships & Family > Break-Ups & Exes How to recover from a broken heart: 4 of 177
Mending a broken heart can be a bit troublesome, especially if it was your first true love and your first true heart break. One thing to remember is that time heals all wounds. You should never dwell on what could have been. Because the truth is if the heart break hadn't happened now, it could have later, but with something m... More..
Entertainment > Celebrity Gossip & News Britney Spears: Who cares: 8 of 51
It's inevitable, she's everywhere. Crazy headlines, wacky situation, and unusual accents. Britney Spears she's on a downward spiral, but honestly who cares? Yes. I know she USED to be a pop sensation, but at 26 I'm afraid that ship has sailed. I am starting to believe that she realizes that her light burnt out and she wasn't ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Struggle in life: 144 of 915
Here we are, with our signsCan't you see our big black linesHungry, homeless, will work for foodYes I know, it's really crudeBut Everyday, at that same red lightWe walk the streets both left and rightHolding them out for the world to seeOur message clear, "Please help me"Most people don't, their eyes focused straightCan't sto... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Misery: 30 of 146
Worn out from the struggleTattered with strainLethargic with stressAnd heavy with painIn weariness it beatsIn betrayal it bleedsRobbed of the loveAnd the life that it needsOnce open with trustNow shattered with prideOnce shinning with lightNow withered insideMy heart is slowingSoon I shall forgetI look in your soulAnd see you... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Emotions: 64 of 294
What do I do, What can I say?You're so good to me, But I'm afraid that I can't stay.I know that I seem happy, But Im afraid that's just an act.I feel so miserable and unsecure, and that my friend is a fact.I act happy on the outside, just to hide the pain within.You can never see my emotions, just the reality of my skin.You c... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I long for you: 88 of 346
The sun has stopped shinningThe sky is slate GreyThe flowers won't bloomSince you've been awayMy garden is witheredNothing will growThe life will not returnUntil you do- I knowThis house is rottingThe windows are crackedBut it's clean and tidyIn case you come backThe porch light is burnt outSo there's no light to seeBut I've ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Childhood memories: 101 of 391
I walked beside you proudly,Or atleast I walked behind.Because my short and tiny legs,Couldn't match your healthy stride.My hand you always held securely,And wiped my crying eyes.And chased away my closet monsters,That made my fears arise.I remember when we argued,About the things I couldn't do.All because I was a little girl... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Family: 47 of 181
A booming voiceA hearty laughA fith of whiskyShe'd feel his wrathAs they quietly satEach in their own chairShe could never predictWhen his temper would flairHer eyes were bigHer frame was slightShe avoided confrontaionWith all of her mightShe sensed this nightThat he had been drinkingTo out smart him againShe'd have to be thi... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: God: 49 of 176
Looking into the futureSomething my past didn't seeThe outcome of experienceHas allowed God to transform meLonging to be aliveWhen for so long I'd been deadDarkness was my only shelterMy only friends were the voices in my headWalking with a once lost soulUnderstanding nothing at handKnowing that I once had a goalBut my dreams... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Betrayal: 122 of 431
Forced by a hunger, a desire strongI am decieved by the substance, for which I longI take my chance, as it slips awayRealizing a little to late, I am now the preyI feel a tug, as it draws me nearSinking deep within, hooked by fearWhen suddenly I feel no moreI turn away for a safer shoreConfused and afraid, as it pulls me back... More..