just cause justin has red hair does not make him a leprechaun , i kno lance is not a monkey lol i was just messin around, hes still squinty, so you better come up wit a good nickname for justin
aiight, heres another one i found while cleaning out my desk. i wrote it a WHILE ago lol. i wrote it cause i hate it how ppl judge me right when the meet me, girls see me, look mme up and down, scoff, and think shes such a prep, or shes such a *****...... im not either one to tell you the truth lol.... right sierra?!?!?! RIGHT?!?!?!!? ANSWER ME NOW LITTLE MISSY?!?!?! DONT MAKE ME TAKE OFF MY BELT AND BEAT U WIT IT GURL!!!! lol jp... ere goes
Don't judge
don't judge me for you do not know me
you don't know how i truly feel
why i cry, how i will die
do not scorn me for you have no right
you do not know of my plight
you cannot know my future, as neither do i
you cannot know why i will try
to save the world from this oncoming evil, from the fire, and devistation
from ourselves
do not judge me on my flaws, look at me for my accomplishments
only love but never jugde for that is not your job
we are here to love yet we fail
we hate and jugde our neighbors
steal from and beat our friends
scorn and distrust stranger
ignoring our impending end
and now i ask you to love all you see
for we are being destroyed by our own ignorance as to what is right and what is wrong
yeat as we are blinded by our greed and hate we cannot see that the answer lies in our hearts
the problem in our minds
and the journey in our souls
open your heart, and you will see love, let love wash over you
dance in your veins, permeate your mind and soul, and engulf you entirely, then and only then will you see what fools we have been
You kno it gurl ............. aiight aiight, lance isnt a monkey, but dont call justin a leprechaun, or a firecrotch rofl....... yea, his squintyness is cute i guess
alright, heres another poem, i just wrote it down, so its really not good, but i do spose it might have potential to amount to something ... .well, anyways here:
lies
my whole life is a lie
i tried to wipe away the tears i cry
so many things were left unsaid
i pretended to enjoy life
never letting you know of my desire to be dead
through all these lies, so many things were lost
as i pick up the gun, ill pay the ultimate cost
my soul it died a long time ago
the smile ive had is just a show
tonight, peace is what ill make
i put my finger on the trigger
my body begins to shake
tears stream from my eyes
im finally ready to drop my disguise
im not who you think i am
this girl you know is just a sham
now answer me this
are you scared to see
the tormented soul that really is me?
i drop my guards
my shield of lies shatters
now only shards
broken glass is softer than my soul
an unfinished puzzel is so much more whole
im sorry, for leading you on
this sad story is just a song
my song of death, destruction and lies
never again shall i try to fool ur eyes
i say good bye as my soul begins to fade
i pull the trigger, tonight ive paid
ok, heres another, yet again, not very good, im having total writers block lol
my little cage
im locked in this cage
theres no way out
you torment me
i ignore your shouts
i cry so hard
and i cry so long
as i look around, i realize your gone
im no longer afraid, im really pissed off
you left me when i needed you
its all your fault
you go about your life, so happy and well
while im huddled here, burning in my own little hell
the light is leaving from my eyes
and the fire dwindles in my soul
ive ripped my heart to peices
never again can i be whole
i scream so loud i no longer care
i shut my eyes tight wishing you were there
im enraged, no longer afraid
the fire that burns ur body, is just a taste of my rage
my hair whips in the wind
although the wind isnt blowing
its so cold, ur breath frosts before you
although its not snowing
that cold that surrounds ur body
and wraps around your mind
is the cold in my heart
we're really in a bind
i fall so fast, i fall so hard
my love shatter into a thousand little shards
my love for you was just a mistake
i pick up the gun, and begin to shake
u held the key
dangling it in front of me
the key to release me from my hell
the key that would spell
out my freedom
i scream even louder
i can longer think
the world is ending
ur the last link
the rain that falls from the sky is fire
setting this cage a flame
i try to escape
your the one i blame
my anger is clouding my mind'
i know im running out of time
i give up, theres nothing i can do
because i hate to say it, but i still love you
i put the gun down
i make not a sound
i would suffer hell to see you
so happy and well
im suffering and recieve nothing in return
except numerous scars, and so many burns
i battle through this pain
and strife
im locked away in this cage
that is my life
Yah........Nah, they aren't............Aww shucks, I can't refuse a lady, but I don't want everyone reading them
Now you know how I feel like after studying.....so that's why I don't study
Nice poems Kat.
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"To all visitors from Transylvania looking for the head of Voivode Dracula: Yes, we have it. Yes, he's dead. No, you cannot see it. No, he will not return and invade you again. It has been over thirty years, please stop pestering us."
No no no, they suck girl......What I meant was, I don't want to display them in a public place, I never liked displaying my work anyway
Me too, my parents tell me I'd do so much better if I studied, and yet I feel I'm doing great.
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"To all visitors from Transylvania looking for the head of Voivode Dracula: Yes, we have it. Yes, he's dead. No, you cannot see it. No, he will not return and invade you again. It has been over thirty years, please stop pestering us."
Maybe to you they may be, but I think they suck........oicu?
Not for me, if I actually revise seriously, I actually manage to get like perfect or one mark less than perfect.....Though I do lose one or two marks due to carelessness
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"To all visitors from Transylvania looking for the head of Voivode Dracula: Yes, we have it. Yes, he's dead. No, you cannot see it. No, he will not return and invade you again. It has been over thirty years, please stop pestering us."
KMC Community Forums
Dec 17th, 2006 09:29 PM
............... justin is NOT a leprechaun boitch 
... .well, anyways here:
............Aww shucks, I can't refuse a lady, but I don't want everyone reading them
.................. not everyone will read them, its the poetry corner, honestly, who do you think will read them 
?
.....Though I do lose one or two marks due to carelessness
lol
