| Walking Contradiction |
[08 Jul 2005|05:04pm] |
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Walking Contradiction
by Jessica LightYour angry words they slowly kill. Your painful stares they're all I feel. Face to face you contradict, A puzzle piece that just wont fit. A scream so loud that isn't heard. A speech that's said in just one word. Old as time but still so young. Singing tunes that are left unsung. A mighty gale, no leaf was stirred. Asking of problems with no concern a rainbow shines when no rain falls I've tried to hide and still I call. Hidden in the open, lighting up the dark, holding on to nothing waiting for the spark, to start a fire that makes me cold to hold on to my everything that to someone else I've sold. I look up at the sky and see the stars upon the ground. You're standing right in front of me. You're nowhere to be found. |
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[08 Jul 2005|06:45pm] |
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"American Idiot" by Green Day |
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My name is Briana and I'm 15 years old. I hail from Saginaw, MI and I live a fairly dramatic life. Mom = unemployment for 2 years. Living situation = 2 gay men, mom, 5 cats, ferret in a 3 bedroom house on the bad side of town. I've been writing for about 5 years now. I write about as often as I breathe - its been the only thing that's kept what lil sanity I have left. I'm working on writing more uplifting poetry but...its not going to well. haha. So...yeah, there's my introduction.
If I left anything out or there's something you want to know, just let me know.
~*~Briana~*~
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