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Joker Poem
Purple and green
And never unseen
Stalking a Bat
Like a dog, not a cat
With no rhyme or reason
To his fight and his treason
Living sensibly without rules
Eyes shining like mad emerald jewels
His laughter echoes across empty streets
Every bright night the Batman he meets
The shadow to his bright
A self-righteous Dark Knight
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(Untitled)
12/11/08
No direction
And all expectation
“Do your work”
They say with a smirk
While anger swells
And all is quelled
I want to scream
At the entire team
We rush at the end
And answers we lend
We get a bad grade
While they get paid
At home I break down
And then feel like a clown
Because New Tech is “Perfect”
And so I’m incorrect
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Writer's Block: Traditional Pursuits
Ever since i was a little tiny Lii, my mom would let us open one present before christmas. she always chose which one, but it kept my sister and i content until morning. i also remember sleeping in my sister's room. she wanted to make sure i wasn't sneaking out into the living room before mom and dad. -
Writer's Block: Physical Education
in middle school we had a gym teacher tell us to run around until we sweated. most of the kids went to the water fountain and smacked eachother to make themselves red and proceeded to dab water on their fore heads. others still just wore their ridiculously heavy sweaters. the funny part was that he bought it and we got freeplay because he was so ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Physical Education
Call it gym, P.E., recess, or pure hell, most people have participated in a class at school that focused on games and athletics. What sport or game did you hate the most when you were a kid? What sport or game was your favorite?
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Um... at this point i'm just updating for the sake of updating... i also have been sleeping very little and have a cold...*snifflesniffle*
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A Poem
I reach up for the stars
With arms covered in scars
And all at once I’m swept away
Down along and past the bay
Into the ocean I begin to sink
And I feel myself reach the brink
And then with a jolt I’m pulled back up
And given warm tea in a porcelain cup
But the drink burns and kindness is false
And I’m left twisting in this endless waltz
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I am here
Well, I've never been on LJ befor now and i just want to let you know, DON'T TAKE IT EASY ON ME!! I wanna know all of the ins and outs and if that means a few flames wit which to cook my whole chicken then SO BE IT!
-Lii