Friends Of An AceA Poem by PoeticFuryThis was from one of the old sites, but though it is a bit old they did really help me.
October 18, 2010 a time that was nothing but despair, and pain that was resting within.
A site accidentally found that seemed to help me, but not only that it helped to put it to an end. Days... Weeks... A month later I can say I found more than one friend.. The first one came when I asked myself what happened? What happened to all my friends? I don't know where the real ones went.. Who knew someone can be so cool yet ever so Malevolent.. To you I thank, but then things just started when I felt cold hearted I did not feel anything before then. I guess you were able to call me lost. Though a poem of motivation always had the ability to be written. Sometime it feels good to know people understand you, but in the end I guess you can say my words were acknowledge I became Frost with Oxygen, and I was bitten. (HerInspiration) Although how can I forget even when there were things I could not take... I guess you can say as well I could not bear. A young lady had the name I wish to one day bestow on my daughter Sarah. That name I did not even know she had... As the sad went to glad, and the mad went to shadows I asked what was more.... Nobody with the magic number of twenty four knocked on the messages and I opened the door. She had no jokes no ways to run you away. Easy to talk to no riddle. Great mind for a very young age personality colorful like skittles. Yet the hits kept coming and I welcomed them. My soul was not running. A gifted young person who lives and sometime hurts, but know we all do... Yes the artist, singer, writer, and drawer. I am talking about you. Your dreams keep them loyal. That is the true Roxette Royal. Then I also have to thank my sis family by site who has the same outlook every now and then, but 5,152 times it may not be, but she is cool and of course not my twin. Then there was one undercover still can't tell you alot about each other, but what is wrong with being a teddy bear lover? You shall rise... Then there is the love of wrestling which to me is great. Met by a liking of her poem what a "twist of fate" To this society thanks Ms Riley you also show that people are real. Like when you eat cupcakes with a dab of the slang cuppy all that sugar gets in your system sometime you have to be silly. Fight on keep Dancing Pretty... In the end I will not forget, but to all I don't know on here please realize that we all hurt and cry sometime, but there is no need to say goodbye.... Be random be a Vampire Empire... Listen to your share of music Paramore aka Haley another example of random Elmo does say hi. Now that is a fishie face.... Plus in conclusion this is no illusion and I am speaking on how I feel I hope I can get the chance to say more hi's escape the fate.... No more who'sWhat'sWhen'sWhere'sWhy's I believe and feel and know when there is a need for a great person and great conversation it never hurts to get lost in Icy Eyes...... Feelings Released © 2011 PoeticFury |
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Added on April 14, 2011 Last Updated on April 14, 2011 AuthorPoeticFuryNew Orleans, LAAboutHeaven has no fury like a writer with emotion. I love writing more than I love life. Why? Cause writing is my life, and without it I have no life. I enjoy music, and meeting new people. Also like most.. more..Writing
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