I'm an artist.
I'm a dreamer.
I'm everything I aspire to be.
I have my downfalls,
and I have my breakdowns,
But I find beauty in them.
I'm nothing you've ever met before.
I'm Shannon,
I'm 16,
and I'm amazing.
End of story.
(:
Visit my business at:
www.thumbprints.iceglow.com
or
http://www.myspace.com/261822480
<3
I'm a dreamer.
I'm everything I aspire to be.
I have my downfalls,
and I have my breakdowns,
But I find beauty in them.
I'm nothing you've ever met before.
I'm Shannon,
I'm 16,
and I'm amazing.
End of story.
(:
Visit my business at:
www.thumbprints.iceglow.com
or
http://www.myspace.com/261822480
<3
- Last seen on May 14 9:13 PM 2008. Member since July 28, 2007.
- I am a 16 year old girl from Michigan (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Just amazing..
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/29388862
- I have 18 comments, 269 poems, 5 stories
My Stories
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Scene iv; Late Night Jitters and Later Night Suffocation1 / Every shallow breath that I took felt as if I was releasing pinpricks of helium, slowly, all at once from a balloon. Everyone knows wh
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Scene iii; Butterfly corpses and smoke inhalation1 / A nearly unresponsive crowd lurched my skin to the core of my bone marrow. My fingerna
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Scene ii; Flash Back, Back, Back, and Back. 1 / All I want to do is sing you a song.2 / And give you the world.3 / But I’m a simple boy
My Poetry
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You feel the twisting and the turning of the thoughts inside your head;
Every creep and crawl that they command your100 words, 2 comments, October 27 -
I am what you are;
I am a product, a story, a creation,100 words, 4 comments, October 12 -
She says that there's something about me,
something about me that beams when I'm around you.<100 words, 2 comments, October 5
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I've masturbated with too many items you probably never would have even though of.
(Yeah. That's right, girls masturbate.) - Lost in the atmosphere. at allpoetry
Honeycombs in comets laced with remnants of shooting stars
that shattered before it was their time to shine. - The way you Love Me. at allpoetry
I feel like thunderbolts in the rain and sugarfilled kisses.
I taste the moon crawling on my tongue,
