Hid in my room all alone so very alone hearing all the screams not knowing what is real seeing the moon turn red as it all falls down in a altered state of mind. A broken state of mind so torn ripped bloody dark wanting out of this. All the little girls starring at me… Continue reading Altered state of mind
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Joei’s poem
Seemingly indifferent, she said: keep your sidelines rolling through the park, lunatic strolling, tongue-a-waving lagging lolling,
in the beginning . . . (regeane)
i slip through the shadows of a dark alley, my skin is flush from the latest hunt. it feels like i am more aware than i ever have been – the child was young and strong, with a soul of purity hard to find in the rome of today, those over six or so are… Continue reading in the beginning . . . (regeane)
Tempest Smith 03/27/02 —-a poem dedicated to tempest
If any of you herd about the 12 yr old who hung herself febuary 20,2001 …because she was teased everyday at school for wearing black clothing and being a wiccian…then you know why I put much concern into this story.Here goes my poem…
A true princess, short sweet story about an ignorant youth but sappy+cute
A True PrincessOnce upon a time, there was a little girl named Ivylee. She went to visit her grandma at her house near a creek. Every day the girl and her grandma would spend time baking and working in the garden, while every night Ivylee’s Grandma would tell her a story. Oh, how she just… Continue reading A true princess, short sweet story about an ignorant youth but sappy+cute