ok,im not going to write stories any more so im going to write POEMS.heres one, 1. The meaning of being born ......is for humens to find the anser........it is the only freedom god gave us. 2. my dream doesnt exist in the future......my dream lies in the past...thats the only place where it exist.3.i am weak.....why am i weak because i lack hatred.4. the fate of those who seek reavenge is grim.....it's tragic....you will end up suffering and hurting yourself even more....even if you do succedin getting revenge.....the only thing that remains is emptiness....they have the same eyes...eyes that wish to prove there worth of existence.5.people think there lost but there not there just loney.6.when it rains it pours,when there is sun it shines when there is clouds im happy.7.people who live with happiness live with joy people who live with desperation live with pain and are heart broken. thats all till i think of some ssssooooo bye<3>
Petal Perfect
By: Sianna George
Friday, March 28, 2008
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