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IM a person with many a sides to her, hyper and enthusiastic at one moment, shy and nervous the next, aggressive and threatening another, and calm and relaxed finally. I don't care what a person looks like or their personal "clique", if I find interest in them I will show it. Well, try to at least. It is hard when your trapped in a shell of shyness. But I am working at breaking my way free of it. Everyone creates their own walls to keep people out, building without even realizing it. Well I'm working my way into tearing down my wall. I want everyone to see me for me, to feel free to walk into my life and leave their mark. There is no progression when people can't let others into their life. So what if you have been hurt. Ive had my blows, i have my scars, but that is what comes with living. I would like to believe I am an intellectual, for I love searching out others with knowledge to share and take in all it is they have to teach. But I know that I can also be ignorant. Everyone has their faults, and I am working on mine. I don't strive to be perfect, just acceptable. Perfection is an illusion created by the media, slaughtering peoples' self esteem and causing depression in many a person. SO you know ******** PERFECTION! anyways yeah, if you want to know more about me, just simply ask and I will share

These are my poems, so please do not steal. Other wise i will steal your soul!!

Tell the dead to breath, force the fire to freeze.
Make the worms walk, torment the deaf to talk.
Break the unbreakable and mistake the unmistakable.
Send me to hell to find an angel, wrap your hands around my throat and expect me not to be strangled.
You do the impossible and do nothing plausible.
Shackle me down and break me apart, steal my soul and crush my heart.





Kill the loved, embrace the hated.
Slice my heart and feel sedated.
Smudge the tears and deepen the wounds
My eyes as red as the bloody moon
Enlarge these chains and shackle me down
In your embrace is where I will drown
The world rejects and your eyes they slay
Below the ground is where I lay
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written February 17th, 2005

screaming from within at the demons in my mind
Welcome to the city where the angels sin
Where the bright lights flash
Where we all get dragged in

Welcome to this hole that we call life
Where the children scream
And the casinos strive

Welcome to the city that I live in
Where the teens are bored
Where we all give in

Welcome to Las Vegas where secrets are made
where the homes are often broken
And where my beds lain

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