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Aug 7, 2004 11:39:47 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Aug 7, 2004 11:39:47 GMT -5
hehe not dat many people know
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Aug 9, 2004 10:49:41 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Aug 9, 2004 10:49:41 GMT -5
I give my heart to you trusting dat ur the one... but then you throw me away as if i were a broken toy... but summthin you did'nt know was that u have made me stronger and not a bit weak... but everynight the tears you caused come and stain my cheeks... u can never imagine how many tears come but they are plenty to swim in.... u will never know how much u hurt me but i guess this is life and this was ment to be...
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Aug 11, 2004 16:15:16 GMT -5
Post by cittycatie on Aug 11, 2004 16:15:16 GMT -5
ver very very very good!!! much better than any of those poems thatkrisandra did!!! ;D
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Aug 16, 2004 10:05:34 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Aug 16, 2004 10:05:34 GMT -5
thankies caitlan but i think krisandra's are much better n she has a gift in writing
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Aug 23, 2004 11:12:44 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Aug 23, 2004 11:12:44 GMT -5
hehe have'nt written a poem in a while some other people need to write some hehe ok let's see..um... What's this thing called love? n why don't we see it? we alwayz say we love each other but we don't alwayz mean it... The way we use it, is'nt love but like but why do we say love instead of like?.... Love is one of those words no one can descirbe.... the one mystery life holds...the one thing everyone wants to know... haha that's horrible o well
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Aug 24, 2004 1:01:32 GMT -5
Post by smell-the-p-poop on Aug 24, 2004 1:01:32 GMT -5
jenni! all your poems are about love! write something about a kitty and a puppy!
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Aug 24, 2004 11:05:15 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Aug 24, 2004 11:05:15 GMT -5
hm.. i dunno if i can u try first write about buta neko (Mickey) hehe
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Aug 24, 2004 21:17:52 GMT -5
Post by buttons on Aug 24, 2004 21:17:52 GMT -5
Jenni, your poems are really nice! The pig cat sounds interesting too;)
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Aug 26, 2004 2:17:13 GMT -5
Post by smell-the-p-poop on Aug 26, 2004 2:17:13 GMT -5
ok... i'm gonna wright one about an alien named... Andy! haha! yea! but if i can't right that i'm gonna wright one about a kitty and a doggy, and if i can't wright that i'll wright one about uh... kitty named micky (BUT I'M NOT CALLING IT BUTA NEKO BECAUSE... MICKY'S NOT FAT!)
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Aug 26, 2004 2:32:17 GMT -5
Post by smell-the-p-poop on Aug 26, 2004 2:32:17 GMT -5
[glow=orange,2,300]MY ALIEN![/glow]
my alien landed about two years ago, in a place very dark and very slow... it was my mind, "is it cold up in there?" Andy said yes, that's my alien's name. he's very green and bald everywhere... i would draw a picture of him but, once i did, and people just got scared... i don't get why, Andy's very cute! you could say he looks like a green monkey with no hair! those people were losers, they had no respect. they made andy cry and he turned black! haha! hahahahahahaha!
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Sept 13, 2004 3:24:38 GMT -5
Post by smell-the-p-poop on Sept 13, 2004 3:24:38 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]WhaT HappeneD[/glow]
I'm seeing little dots everywhere, am i dieing? I feel myself, just standing here, I think i'm crying. Whoa, i just felt my heart stop. I'M DIEING! i see black dots that's blocking my view. Everything just turned white. I feel light- headed. I'm just falling! No clue where i am! How did this happen? I'M SCARED! HELP! how did i die
HEEEEEE
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Jessica LoveJoy is the best!!! ;) Yuki knows....
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Sept 13, 2004 23:50:33 GMT -5
Post by RockinRole on Sept 13, 2004 23:50:33 GMT -5
This one thing I think is true, one thing is that i can't live without you. no matter how long and hard i might try to forget, ill never stop thinking about you I bet. It may be love at first sight, but when i think about that it gives me a fright. When I think about you, I can't see things through, This thing, I know for a fact is true.
This poem is something I thought up on the spot so critisize me and tell me what u really think. keep in mind I just thought of it piece by piece while writing it. Wow I am like the only guy who actually put a poem in here. WOW. Except Football54 who did that outstanding poem.
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Sept 23, 2004 3:31:08 GMT -5
Post by smell-the-p-poop on Sept 23, 2004 3:31:08 GMT -5
my life is ending, your face is haunting. i'm always crying, soon i'll be dieing. life is just life! it's not that important. people keep dieing, nobody really is caring. their so thankfull it's not themselves, if you think about it, why would they? they keep wearing makeup, which is so sick, they put jell in their hair, untill it's just perfect. stop thinking about yourselves, your not the ruler of the world! some people die fast, because of a disease. do you even realize that, or are you just worried about that pimple? well, when did preps become meaner then the punks? when did people start gossiping, about nothing but other people? why don't people gossip about theirselves, if it's so important? see, life isn't that important! it's just a little drama! nobody needs it! who wants it?
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Sept 24, 2004 1:01:43 GMT -5
Post by smell-the-p-poop on Sept 24, 2004 1:01:43 GMT -5
here's a poem i wrote in graphics class!
I feel so light, It's just, not right. People keep calling, Stefanie, but it's not me. i want to stand out of the crowd, just be me. why do people copy? can't they be theirselves? one more slash on my wrist, it will kill. maybe skaters are common, or maybe their posers. i hate this, i want to die! my life isn't very interesting, so, GO AWAY, STOP STARING AT ME! imaginary friends just follow my step, i sit alone at lunch. people stare and talk, it's so annoying! LEAVE ME ALONE! GO AWAY! DON'T LOOK ATE ME! AHHHHH!
lol! yea! whooo! lol! okk yea... you know how it says one more slash on my wrist, it will kill! I DIDN'T WRITE THAT PART! ASHLEY DID! she doesn't cut her self but she acts like she does so yea... DON'T BE SCARED!
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Sept 24, 2004 1:12:40 GMT -5
Post by smell-the-p-poop on Sept 24, 2004 1:12:40 GMT -5
here's a poem that my buddy ashely wrote! it has a bad word thing in it but stilll... don't be mad cause of it!
what did she do wrong? what the hell is going on? shes crying on the bathroom floor. so hard that you can't ignore. the tears are running down her face. she wishes she was in another place. the lights are flickering on and off. all she wants is the pain to stop. they will never know how she feels inside. they just assume and it makes her want to hide. she sings a song, takes one big breathe, lies on the floor, and waits for death.
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