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About me - Brian Caron

I'm just a regular teenage slacker who thinks too much.

I'm taller than anyone else in my family.

Um...

Those're pretty much the only interesting things about me.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Writer's block
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Look at that paperJust look at itPointing at me with no handsLaughing at me with no lungsIn my headI break its faceIt's wacky, spaced-outMocking facePunched the deskOnce, twiceThumpThumpThump thump thump thumpOwOwOw ow ow owHurt my handHate the paperCry insideAnd thenYes!Success!Pen scratching paperA lovely good soundThe bloc... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Frustration
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7:30 it startsA brand new dayA stabbing, shriekingGory new dayHistory, EnglishThen English againThen P.E., which happens to beA lovely godsendThen Lunch, then ScienceThen Geometry startsSchool is a placeThat devours good hearts2:17 is when life can continueExcept that we're stuck HomeWith nothing good to doI clean, I mediateI... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Jumping
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I'm the biggestSo they all sit downWith a quick rapid jumpThey bounce all aroundHop, hop, hopTimed like a clockI really need a restJust a quick little breakBut that's the worst insultStinging my head with hateSo every day, nowIf I don't want to be meanI'll gather all my friendsAnd jump on that old trampoline More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Limits
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Limits aren't realFar too surrealThey're just in my headThey're just for the deadNot a chance I would've believedThat what I dream can't be achievedI could be crazyI could be lazyI could rightAnd they'll say "He's amazing!"Some say I wrongI just forget itIt's what I wantSo I'll go get it More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Alarm clocks
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The shiny metal bellsWith the ring-a-ting-a-tingAnd the ding-a-ding-a-dingAnd I smack it on the topAnd I hate it to the endThen I get a radioWhere voices blareAnd, I don't knowThe shiny bellsWhat with the dingWhat with the ringWhat with the teenage dreamsOf useless thingsI don't even want a clockAny single ways More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Directions
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Left is bloody pathwayA gory creepy roadTo a violent scaryFearful dead-end abodeRight is a stairwayUp and down delightsMonsters travelingUp and down all nightBackwards is a cliff faceA sheer drop to the rocksWispy winds and cloudsCreate the freezing shocksForwards is a mysteryA colorless, odorless mistA Left, a Right, a Backw... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Narcissism
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I'm not selfishI just don't knowMore like a shellfishStuck inside, aloneAll I know is what I amAnd I don't even know that muchIt sucks doing what I canI can't even get a crutchI just come off wrongNever going rightLosing all alongFrom midday to midnight More..

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