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Shzeera

Misti G

Shzeera

Weiser,ID

Female

17 Years Old

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Member Since: 10/30/2006
Raves: 13

omg!!!! i'm finally back on after like a year of not being on...that really didn't make sense, or did it? lol, anyway, i'm sorry for those who have raved me and r waiting for a rave back, i'll try to do that while i am online. and btw HI EVERYONE!!! lol, how have u all been?


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Nov 26, 2006
GRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!

i just waisted like 3 minutes of my time to try to upload a song that didn't even upload!!!!GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! What am i doing wrong. Can somebody please help me figure it out? I NEED YOUR HELP!!!


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Nov 23, 2006
Myspace

Here's my myspace URL address: www.myspace.com/93081095 just in case anyone wants to check out my profile. : )


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Nov 4, 2006
Nightmare

I originally wrote this to be a song, but i can't write music so it is just a poem now.

Bloody, gory, screaming scenes,
seems to haunt me in my dreams.
I try to defeat this dreadful war,
but all these fiends come back for more.
I scream for help, but no one hears,
now the world has become my fears.

This nightmare has spread everywhere,
but no one really seems to care
and i don't know if they can see,
that this evil monster is attacking me.

My hero has gone, along with the good,
now darkness stalks my neighborhood.
I can't go outside to play,
because everyone who's died, has died that way.
Love has lost and hate has won,
although the fight had never begun.

The nightmare has spread way too fast
and it was never charted in the past.
Everyone seems so laid back,
why can't they see that the monster is on the attack?

Have my dreams become reality or is it just pretend?
Tell me because these dreams don't ever seem to end.
The nightmare still lives, but everyone's gone
and all that is left is feshly spilled blood,
for ever more, staining our lawn.


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Nov 4, 2006
My Pain

I took my poem from another channel and copied it to here.

Beams, unnoticeable, caress my face.
A sacred pain swims in my veins and there's no way to get it out.
Little daggers sprout from my heart as flowers would the earth.
The pain far more worse than the reaper could cause, now crawls through my body.
How can words that mean so much be taken away in a blink of an eye?

The pot of flames hides from the pain, leaving me there to rot.
A lump swells in my throat, not allowing me to swallow.
Then the salt water drops form and glide down my pale skin.
Some droplets make it to the crests of my lips and stop,
while others fly from my chin, sparkle in the rays, and then die.
How could I put all of my trust into the hands of the person I thought was "the one"?

A tall figure slowly walks away without looking back,
letting me know he has moved on.
Hours turned into days and days turned into weeks.
I have been cursed from the one calling himself cupid.
Every minute I want him, an acid, formed by my love, disintegrates my heart.
Why do I still love him? I know he's moved on, so why can't I?

Cupid, I beg of you, please take back your curse.
Stop putting me through this sacred pain you call love,
please take your arrow that has pierced me,
it has not pierced him, so why do you leave your arrow within me?

Until I find the person that has the same arrow as me,
I will go on loving him throughout the day
and cry for missing him within the black velvet night.
So now when the wind blows through all the naked trees,
know that it is me wailing uncontrollably in pain,
from the daggers that kill me with every beat of my heart
and the one who had placed them there, the one I still love.