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Name: Vi3t
Birthday: 1/24/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: i hang wit friends, go to da mall, play sum sports, *flirt*
Expertise: friends, soccer, tuna, flirting
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
3/30/2003
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| Hehehe.. I have a fiance XD.
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| This is one of my deeper poems... I drew a little picture a few weeks
before I wrote a poem on it. I thought it was a cute picture  I
usde CRAYONS! I need to start writing some more now.
~Was This My Childhood?~
I look at my picture, trying to recapture my childhood
I was once happy, happy before I understood
I see a field, a lake, and the bright orange sun
Is this what it was like? Before things came undone?
The flowers sway in some unknown breeze
Just above them is a great green oak tree
Otters dance in the peaceful blue waters
And to the right are some yellow reed clutters
Above this is a fluffy sliver of cloud
Slightly it blocks the sun that shone so proud.
Is this what it’s like now?
A slight shadow over my shining sun
And each time it passes by, I must bend over and bow?
And slowly and surely the tiny little fluff,
It will huff and puff with all its might
Until it is great and fully hinders my light
Today I was short with my sister. I feel horrible. I've been short with
my family a lot these past 2 or 3 months. I hate them all so very much.
You might not see me online a lot anymore. I'm either hiding or away,
or maybe even both. Chatting doesn't amuse me anymore, nor do any other
activities that I used to enjoy. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being a
horrible person to be around. I'm sorry for being so hateful and so
sad. I'm so sorry.
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| here's one of my sadder poems. This is a memory from when I was little and a bad girl.
I ran, trying to get away
Mother was furious about what I had to say
Someday, maybe I might relay
Exactly what it was I said that day
But for now I will only tell
The beginning of me going to hell
I was a bad girl
And spoke the blatant truth
I remember under my covers I had curled
The words I had said might even make you chip a tooth
I was frightened by her fury that was loose
I only ran because I was confused
Because, everyone’s forgotten that night
It is now alright
Let's see... I was being rude to my uncle who came over from vietnam.
And I ran to tookany creek park. I stayed there for a while. And when I
got home my sister told me my parents went out to look for me. I was
scared. I knew my mom would be very, very mad at me. I hid under her
bed. And when my mom came home she covered for me... I think. I can't
remember that well. Just vaguely. Yes, everyone's forgotten, everyone
but me.
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| I had to write 7 poems for english class. I'll be posting my sadder ones after I post my crappy ones.
~Moon Faerie~
She sits alone on the blue crescent moon
Everything is wrong, it all ended too soon
No cry or sigh escapes her lips
No fear of falling or even slips
For she is a strong celestial being
No, this is not an illusion that you are seeing
Alone, she is waiting, it was decreed
For she is the Moon Faerie
On another note, I went to the doctor's today! And I have asthma!!!
Isn't that just great?! And I won't even tell you my other problems...
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