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~Snickers~
Mayfield, Kentucky
Member for 14 years
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ABOUT ME
Like to write poetry and short stories. Love reading and drawing horses and wolves.

INTERESTS AND FAVORITES
Books: Twilight Saga, Left Behind Series`, The Holy Bible, Edgar Allen Poe Short Stories
Music: Closer: The Best of Sarah McLachlan, Michael Jackson's Number Ones, A New Journey: Celtic Woman, Decemberunderground: AFI
Movies: Phantom of the Opera, Chicago, Sweeny Todd, Pirates of the Carribean movies
TV Shows: Wolfs Rain, InuYasha, House M.D, Teen Titans
Interests: Riding Horses, Drawing, Riding 4-wheelers, Fishing with my dad


Poetry
Beyond
By ~Snickers~ BRONZE
Mayfield, Kentucky
~Snickers~ BRONZE, Mayfield, Kentucky
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Favorite Quote:
A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets

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I Can Lie Too
By emmabr BRONZE
Columbia, Maryland
emmabr BRONZE, Columbia, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
Outside the station, she stands with her child on the side of the street, taking pictures of cars.

You think she's insane. Until, one day, you notice that she's taking pictures of the license plates of the cars her child gets into.

Because you look. But you do not see.

And she walks out the shop with bags full of cat food. You think she's some crazy cat lady until you find out, she has no cats.

Because you eat. But you do not taste.

It's been a while since their last album but he assures you, he's doing just fine these days, white flecks in his nostrils. Then he asks you if he can spend the night on your couch, even though it stinks.

Because you sniff. But you do not smell.

And they say "Just OK" when you ask them how school was. Then you wonder what they're hiding until you find their diary and the last entry reads "I wish you'd give me some privacy."

Because you listen. But you do not hear.

And they've got a bruise over their eye and you run the tips of your fingers over it and ask them how it happened. You believe them. Until it happens again.

Because you touch. But you do not feel.

And they walk past you everyday, one million stories, each waiting to be told. Waiting for you to ask.

Because you live. But very few, love.

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Life in black and white
By BookTheif BRONZE
Apex, North Carolina
BookTheif BRONZE, Apex, North Carolina
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Sunset July 23, 2009
By Kenzie(=
Lakewood, Colorado
Kenzie(=, Lakewood, Colorado
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Poetry
After Wounded Knee MAG
By Elise Lockwood BRONZE
Carmel, Indiana
Elise Lockwood BRONZE, Carmel, Indiana
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