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First of all I just gotta say...
Oh nevermind.
I'm done with that.
Ok, well, there's a Humble War between
As for everything else...
Well, I've been writing a lot. I feel sorta bad because I haven't posted my story in a while. I'm still writing it... I don't know why I'm not posting it.
I guess it's just that I feel like it's dragging in the middle a bit and I don't want to add until I get to the exciting points. But, that doesn't work because then you don't know the events leading to it.
*Sigh*
I guess it'll be my side project until it's finished and I can send copies to companies so I can try to get it published.
I don't know.
Anyways, I'm still writing poems. It's hard to switch back and forth between poems and my story.
I've also noticed my writing style (for my poems) has changed so much! I wish I could find my poems from 8th grade, when I first started writing.
When I discovered my abilites to express myself through this artform.
There's just one I want to find, but I think it's been destroyed, thrown away. An exercise in which we had to use the 5 senses (smell, touch, sight, sound and feel) and write a poem where we never told the reader exactly where we were. From the descriptions we gave, our classmates had to guess.
I wrote mine about a ski lounge.
I've never been to one, but everyone that had said it was perfect. To have so much praise from one of my first pieces, THAT was my true inspiration to be what I am today.
I just wish I could share it with you all.
To all my DA friends and my roommates ~~>

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Everyone feels a certain way for a reason, when you read a persons poem your glimpsing at their very soul.
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Everyone feels a certain way for a reason, when you read a persons poem your glimpsing at their very soul.
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~*~We Survive What We Can't Change~*~
Surrender to the Truth: [link]
Believe the Lie: [link]
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Joey
"Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality."
-Edgar Allan Poe
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