if I look in the mirror at night
and pray with all of my might,
would I wake up next morning and find
that I’d received my wish and died?
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A Different Kind of Fairy Tale
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- An Error - 6/27/07
- guilt consumes me while I weep - (i don't know w...
- Emily Dickinson - (sometime in early 2007)
- Change One Thing - (some time long ago)
- Confession - 6/17/07 (this isn't done yet.)
- Why I Write - 6/10/07
- your words - 6/9/07
- That Says - 6/8/07
- a short poem undeserving of a title - 6/7/07
- look into my mind's eye - 6/6/07
- first crush - 6/6/07
- degrees of desire - 6/5/07
- A Sculpture of Lost Love - 6/4/07
- A War Mother's Sorrow - 6/4/07
- I want to write you a poem - 6/3/07
- replacing love - 6/2/07
- no title would be enough - 6/1/07 (an experiment...
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The line between inspiration and reality is a fine one that I often cross unwillingly. I take my personal experiences and exaggerate them to all extremes.
So, don't take anything too personally.
And please, don't worry about me because of something I write. The emotions are hardly ever true.
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