Amber...

Amber...

A Poem by Paige L. Brooks (Call me Andy)
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Funny how you think.... nevermind.. this thing speaks for its self...

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Amber....

A name that needs no real introduction.

Mainly strong and powerful.

But, broken inside you act.

Exadurates in her stories.

Reavels herself on to anyone.

 

Amber....

An actor of great use.

Misread and missused.

Baffeled and Bruised.

Exotic and strange.

Rebel she is with a name of beauty.

 

Amber.....

A sister, A lover for many, A teenage girl who lost hope, A girl with great depression.

 

Her name was Amber... My sister more less, but she has her problems and yet so do we. She is a warrior, but she can only be great when she learns.

She had hope which she soon lost because of me was "the probible cause".

The perfect child she called me, but I know better than to believe that.

Amber I still love you and always will, but why must you always be over the hill?

 

         To Amber,

                          I know there is still hope and love but you should not let everyone take in your love because it will only hurt you more then you already are. I love you. Please don't give up and don't forget me.

© 2010 Paige L. Brooks (Call me Andy)


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Added on July 9, 2010
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Paige L. Brooks  (Call me Andy)
Paige L. Brooks (Call me Andy)

Newport News, VA



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My name is Paige, I am only 15 years old but, I am told that I am an old soul. I am a mother to most and a tower of strength to all. A hopeless romantic and a lover of the classical romance. I write m.. more..

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