"I am no more than I am.
I am no less than I aim to be."
"If you're not bleeding
You're all right."
"You need to decide if you're
Hanging on the cross,
Or driving in the nails."
(Edge of Darkness Movie -Mel Gibson)
"I don't want to buy happiness.
I want to pay for a lack of tears."
"I want to scream and for
Someone to hear me."
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I am no less than I aim to be."
"If you're not bleeding
You're all right."
"You need to decide if you're
Hanging on the cross,
Or driving in the nails."
(Edge of Darkness Movie -Mel Gibson)
"I don't want to buy happiness.
I want to pay for a lack of tears."
"I want to scream and for
Someone to hear me."
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[Put This On Your Page If you Were Abused Or Are Against Any Form Of It!]
- Member since September 25, 2009.
- My mood is , and quote is "Slide with me, and laugh your way down".
- When I'm not writing, I'm Frustrated with writer's block..
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/biscuitbaby69
- I am a 17 year old girl from Tennessee (United States)
- I have 4 comments, 648 poems, 6 stories, 20 journals
My Stories
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He shuffled through the smoky haze until finally reaching her door. Knocking once- twice; he stands nervously; twiddling his thumbs; sweat beading down his neck. Her ample charms awaiting him just beyond the door. There will
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800 words, 6 comments, September 25, 2009. In Drama, Fiction, First person, Gay, Life, Short story, Teen, Young adult
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She sits there smoking her long pipe. The shawl barely wrapped around her shoulders. Her body crumpled like the poems in the trash that wouldn't write themselves. She mumbles softly to herself about the cold chilling to her b
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"Just take him out", she said.1
My Poetry
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- Baby at allpoetry
Don't call me baby,
I'm not you're child. - [ How could you? ] at allpoetry
How could you?
Why would you? - [ So easily I could turn. ] at allpoetry
So easily I could turn.
I could let myself fall
My journal entries
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July 12, In Angst, First person, Life, My own personal thoughts, Pain, Personal, Thoughts. 100 words. All. 0 comments.My brother is going to go live with our father. Our father sexually abused me. My brother knows this. He says he's not defending our father. I don't know what to think. It hurts. I feel like he's choosing our father over me. I mean, we've never had a real brother/sister relationship, but still. How could he?
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"Hi My Name Is…Addict.
Hullo floor, how are you?
You smile sweetly
Lips moistened with bitter amber
Stumbling words of love for the bottle
Cradled in your hands like a precious child
The world tipping upwards to meet you
As it should"
-Heather Holloway
