I wrote this when I was about 11A Poem by Annie29
I can't help it that
my life falls in a rythmatic pattern. Rings on my fingers as if I were Saturn. What to say when I never learn My words are my Scrabble peices and it's always my turn. © 2010 Annie29Author's Note
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2 Reviews Added on April 24, 2010 Last Updated on April 25, 2010 AuthorAnnie29ALAboutThe reason I write is the reason I breathe, because without it, I would die. I grew up a long time ago. I'm a little too metaphoric, if there is such a word. I use to dream of running through Ter.. more..Writing
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