Slashing Through Life's Book

May 5, 2010
Life’s a blank book.
Pen in hand, making my way through the pages.
Blotted and ink stained hands, I write the story.
Makes no sense, incomplete and jumbled
No proper beginning, so much for fairy tales
My ogres live inside me
As they crawl and growl, I fight them back with my sword
Bloody and independent , I don’t need a knight.
I am no damsel in distress.
Take up the sword and fight alongside me.

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SmileKid:) said...
Jun. 15, 2010 at 1:39 pm
...o and if i can put some of ur poems into this book i have at home it would be cool because i like to write down quotes and poems that i like along with my own work ...and i would put it under ur name not my own so just tell me if i can or can not and i would gladly appriciate it:)
smilekid:) said...
Jun. 15, 2010 at 1:36 pm
you are very talented i enjoyed reading your work because it makes u think and feel wat u were feeling maybe u can give me some feed back on mine nd we can go back and forth with ideas on poems=D im SmileKid:)
RawyaAviva replied...
Jun. 15, 2010 at 8:08 pm
Thanks! I will totally look up your work. And feel free to jot down my work as long as you keep you keep it under my name. I am really glad my poem resonated with u. If you want i would love if you continue to explore more of my work.Thank you for the feedback. 
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