Emily Dickinson Jr.

Monday, January 31, 2005
scotts song thing
haha, i like this, its definatly not my writing style, but its still rele good, o btw scott wrote it, in case u didnt get that from the title

barrel in my mouth all i have to do now is pull back cause ill i see in my future is black feel like dieng feel like crying no sleep every time i just weap as death creeps and clouds my mind so fucking blind hey read the fucking sign gone to a better place left you in its wake to find your mistake givin up ur place steped out of line out of routine this is all such a stupid thing all i want is some peace cause black is all that i see and plee for some life left some hope some trust now forgotten and covered over inches of dust plus abuse misuse and falling back in line oppisite of divin just wish i could find but i guess im to blind to see infront of me so he it goes u and me together now 123 bang dead fall to the floor but im forgotten cause every one ignores

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About the Author
My names Ariel, im a dancer and a writer, i idolize one of the weirdest poets in history, (partly why im so weird) Miss Emily Elizabeth Dickinson, wow that woman was a genious.... well ya, im not gonna lie to you, i dont think my poems are that great, theyre jus my rambelings about life, you know, but ya, tag me (my tag boards on the bottom of the colum on the right) and tell me wut you think, or dont, you know what ever floats ur boat.... o also, not all of these poems are mine, but most of em are, and if u want me to put one of ur poems in here, heck jus tell me and i will, ttfn

Poems Poems Poems
fillin in the cracks
when
alannas poem
Elizabeth Dowd
happy? whats that
im nobody
im nobody
wanna be
a lil poem by who knows who
Running

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My Favorite Poems and Quotes: Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial to creation, and the exponent of breath -Emily Dickinson WITHIN my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village, Sauntered as soft away! 5 So unsuspected violets Within the fields lie low, Too late for striving fingers That passed, an hour ago. -Emily Dickinson I âM nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there âs a pair of usâdonât tell! They âd banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody! 5 How public, like a frog To tell your name the livelong day To an admiring bog! -Emily Dickinson hope is the thing with feathers, that pearches in the soul, and sings the tune, without the words, and never stops at all -Emily Dickinson i dwell in possibiliy -Emily Dickinson Before god we are all equally wise, and equally foolish -Albert Einstein success is counted sweetest by those who nearly succede -Emily Dickinson we turn not older with years, but newer every day -Emily Dickinson...................... **MY TAGGIES**