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I want to have kids with pointed ears.

Not like Spock but Legolas here.

Look like Will Turner,

But those ears are all wrong.

Make them dark and handsome,

And dash it all, strong.

Brown eyes and hair that's curly and long.

And a little sister,

With big, blue, googly eyes.

Now that's all wrong.

*Written by: Christina Curtis


Jul. 19th, 2010 07:06 pm
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I am trying to think

Of a poem to link

The contents of my mind

To the paper kind.

But I am drawing a blank,

My mind is so dank.


Jul. 19th, 2010 07:04 pm
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That is what I felt,

As I heard my dad say,

The words that turned my life upside down.

I don't understand.

Why is this happing?

This kind of thing happens to others,

Not to me and my family.







That is what I feel now,

As I sit here,

Writing this.
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My past haunts me,

My future scares me,

And the present is absolutely frighting.

What can I do, I'm scared of everything?

I can't look to the past,

Because it hurts too much.

I can't look forward,

Because I'm scared of what I'll be.

And I can't stay in the present,

Because I'm ashamed of what I am.

What can I do?


Jul. 19th, 2010 06:40 pm
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As I sat at the computer,

I watched them making ornaments,

With a tear in my eye.

Their having fun and I can't,

Because I don't keep Christmas,

I'm left out.


Jul. 19th, 2010 05:53 am
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What is this I'm seeing?

It can't be real.

Planes fling straight into buildings?

It can't be real.

People jumping out of the tower?

It can't be real.

Buildings falling like sandcastles?

I can't be real.

Did they say live coverage?

Happened this morning?

Oh my god, it's real!

God help us all!



Jul. 19th, 2010 05:49 am
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At night I can't sleep.

There's times when I cry for no reason.

For most of my life I lip into my own little dream world.

I prefer it to my own life,

Which is too drear.

I'm depressed,

And there's a reason.

When I was a child I was molested,

And ever since then I've thought that I'm less then I am.

Made my self believe that I will never have a boyfriend.

Part of me knows that's wrong,

But that part is very small.

Blue Eyes

Jul. 19th, 2010 05:43 am
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Eyes so blue,Like the ocean.

I find my self floating away,

Drifting to far away places,

When I gaze into his eyes,

So big and blue.

I feel I might drown in them.

Fall into the very depths of his soul.

For his eyes are the portals into his soul.


Jul. 19th, 2010 03:55 am
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It is frigid.

It is bitter.

It is lonely.


It is warm.

It is a time of cheer.

It is a time of birth.

It is a time of love.


It is hot.

It is a time of growth.

It is a time of fun.


It is cool.

It is a time of coming of age.

It is a time of change.

It is a time of ending.


Jul. 19th, 2010 03:09 am
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The pencil in my hand,

The paper beneath it.

As I write,

Words come from nowhere.

I write, but I'm not really writing.

I'm the vessel,

From which the poem comes.

My heart and soul,

The channels.


Jul. 19th, 2010 12:01 am
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I'm so confused.

I'm always saying that.

I get confused easily.

I walk through the hall and suddenly,

I'm confused, out of nowhere.

Not a day goes by when I don't get confused by something.
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At times I am the palest of pink.

Sweet and Innocent,

Bubbly and happy-go-lucky,

Giggling with my friends off to the side.

But sometimes you'll see a different part of me,

Red and hot,

Like the hottest of fires,

Full of burning desires.

A red hot ember,

Floating away to other places,

All in all I'm a very dark pink.


Jul. 18th, 2010 11:54 pm
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Boys are so immature.

They do not know how to think.

Girls surpass the boys.

The moon is yellow.

I can't take my gaze away.

As I am walking.


Jul. 18th, 2010 11:51 pm
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Remember these things,

When your old and gray.

Crissie and penny,

Laughing at your antics.

How hott Elijah Wood was.

All the books you have read.

What a great writer J.R.R Tolkien was.

What mom and dad looked like.

What if feels like to have a crush on someone.

Remember these things,

When your old and gray.

The glove

Jul. 18th, 2010 11:47 pm
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I am brown.

There are ties, holding me together.

You catch with me.

You use me in softball.

I go on your hand.

I am your glove.
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There is a key in my pocket,

It is to my house.

There is a chewed up pencil in my pocket,

I used it for my tests.

There is a green rock in my pocket.

I like to collect rocks.

These are the odd things in my pocket.


Jul. 18th, 2010 11:42 pm
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Really fun





Greatly uplifting
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As the saying goes;

When life gives you lemons make lemonade.

Well life has given me too many lemons,

And not enough sugar.

Every time someone has made fun of me,

I've gotten a lemon.

Every time I find out a guy I like hates my guts,

I've gotten a lemon.

Every time my brothers yell at me

And treat me like I'm not worth the trouble,

I've gotten a lemon.

There's not enough sugar in my life.

My lemonade tastes very sour.


Jul. 18th, 2010 11:16 pm
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Winter is cold,

Winter is bitter,

Winter is fun,

Winter is also no fun at all at times.


Jul. 18th, 2010 11:14 pm
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Snow is white,

Snow is pure,

Snow is fluffy,

Snow is cold,

But most of all,

Snow is stupid.


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