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Really..if you want to know about me, visit me at allpoetry. My poems say alot about who I am
I really love to write! I don't bite!
BTW My name is Imani
I'm so inlove with this guy! He makes me smile even when he's mad at me
I guess you can say I'm EMO
But whatever!
I have never been kissed in the rain, but I'd like to 
The people who survive on hope are the ones who forwn with their eyes
I'd love you if you would let me.
I love you ALL!
- Last seen on Nov 23 6:53 PM. Member since November 1.
- I am a 15 year old person (Saint Lucia)
- I have 2 comments, 112 poems, 4 stories, 9 journals
Stories I'm focused on
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Beads of sweat ran down my spine as I stood frozen in my hell of a reality. He had always said that this could never work; that no matter how much we wanted it, that we were not meant to be together, but I had never accept it600 words, 4 comments, November 1
My Stories
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I followed my friends reluctantly, my sneakers dragging along the paved sidewalk, my hands deep in my pocket, and my head hung low. I never wanted to re-visit the lake, but somehow, they had persuaded me to accompany them.1800 words, November 14
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I sat on the filthy,wooden floor with my knees pulled against my chest, while my sorrow-filled blue eyes roamed the hot, malodourous room, crammed with over one hundred starving Jews. It was barely sunrise, yet, the ear-split600 words, November 8
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My body was drenched in blood. I sat on the dirty steps of the poor excuse of a neighbourhood daycare, shaking, as the rain I tried to shel400 words, November 5
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- Sometimes I Just Want to Die at allpoetry
It is inevitable..
I've tried to push all thoughts of what happened aside - Alien at allpoetry
I wake up each day
The cuts to my heart are deeper.. - I Love You at allpoetry
Interesting...
I listen..
My journal entries
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Ugh...waking up is the worst. Because you wake up first smiling remembering what was then the pain kicks in and it hurts worse. I don't know what hurts more, the fact that its over or because I'm hurting you so much. I can't stop crying. I can barely focus to study anything. I'm screwed up. All I can think of is buyiNovember 17, 100 words. → Make first comment?
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I'm goinng crazy...my heart feels heavy...But I can't get mad... 1 2 3 I onlyNovember 13, → Make first comment?
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So tell me mom why do you hate me so much? Tell me why everytime I think that things are getting better they crumble at my feet. Tell me why when I try for you to disregard my efforts, you never applaud the things that I have done only point out all my flaws. I've gotten so accustom to daddy doing it that it seems toNovember 2, 300 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
