i am a young secretive writer currently working to get my works published.
i am just another loner who writes his poetry the pen is my weapon the paper the battlefield here to prove not all guys are emotionless and can be just as emotive as anyone else.
'an author can survive anything but a mis-print.'
oscar wilds.
poetry should not be judged by the masses but by the individual people themselves.
robert eclipse.
feel free to rate and comment on my works as i will apreciate the feedback
Why does she make me feel like this,
Is it how she flicks her hair,
Or how her eyes are oceans of bliss,
I can't help but feel its unfair,
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Sat in the shadow is my place of dwelling
As the spring time sun seems less compelling.
Laid there lonesome and quiet
With the occasional disruption of the silent
...
We are just freinds now
And nothing more
I remember still how
We never used to bore
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Sat in the back of the car
By night, glancing out
At every passing star
By day the trees as they
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