Hearts For PoetryA Poem by beefjerkyis it just me or do i come up with new poems wicked fast?As I sit doing nothing
Bored out of my wits,
My brain starts to poke around
For something else to write about,
Then I'm there just thinking hard
With nothing off the top of my head,
I then say a word
Randomly,
Giving the most obvious hint
To myself,
Yes I love to write
But do I write too much?
To me there's no limit
But to you is there?
Writing brings me peace
Writing gives me comfort,
Sometimes I feel as if
This website is my home!
beefjerky
© 2009 beefjerkyAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 10, 2009 Last Updated on May 10, 2009 Authorbeefjerkysomewhere, MAAboutwoosh! bob am i and my plane took me to china! yay?!? anyways... about me, my name is louise and i live in massachusetts. i go to stonybrook middleschool in the town of westford. a rural town both nea.. more..Writing
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