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About Me Member Pseudo-Intellectual Amanda19/Female/United States

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White RabbitMy white rabbit A paradox, a book of questions, riddles, quests. You speak in tongue, of ancient texts. Knowing the directions Not so much of the map White Rabbit
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"Amanda"Amanda-the rag on the floor

the little girl with the limelight and stars in her eyes.
the one who listens to the radio-forties on four.
the child with little knick knacks in her room.
the one who's heart does consume,
too much, too little.
I'll swallow you whole.

ask about tomorrow, she'll tell you about today
she still believes in fairy tales
praying that you take her away
tell her about the oceans, she'll shout about the lakes

the little girl with the limelight and stars in her eyes.
the one who listens to the radio-forties on four. &nbs "Amanda"
by ~amandamadhat

TomorrowTomorrow.
Tomorrow. I won't feel so alone. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. I'll be dancing. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. I won't cry myself a river. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. I'll bury the past. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. I'll tell you the truth. Tomorrow. Tomorow. You'll see the lies in my today. Tomorrow, only tomorrow. For a moment, A moment. I'll be okay. Tomorrow
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Little Echoes
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There was something obscure about this place, although he knew such in stories of war, of adventure. Never has he lived within one. He missed the red pepper chili. He missed the way in which the Big Dipper shone upon him, "The Ursa Minor" corrected the teacher within him. He missed the Jalousie window which he would gaze out upon with telescope eyes, Now, the sky didn’t seem as boundless and friendly as one within the Louisiana bayous Now, it seemed frightening,
Endlessly meeting the sea of glass The sea that never moved here. Aboard the Bramble. He missed the

_{This was a challenge poem, proposed by one of my high school teachers. His feedback meant/means a lot to me, and both he and I adore this poem. It tells a story using seemingly vastly different subjects.

Enjoy!}

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Merry Christmas to you all
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for HalloweenFor Halloween, I'm going to be married. I'll slip on a ninety-nine cent diamond ring and notice how pretty my left hand can look. I'll put a bandaid around the bottom of the ring to make it fit better instead of getting it sized because my husband and I are still a bit tight on money. I'll put my left hand over my stomach and
for Halloween, I'm going to be pregnant. I won't know the sex of the baby because we
want it to be a surprise. Have you seen Abigail? She's toddling around and being watched by all our family that's visiting us for the holiday. She's dressed for Halloween
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Her Paradise
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Bruce Springsteen Jammin'
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Current Residence: USA.
Interests: Being awesome.
Favourite artist: Thought provoking ones.
Favourite poet or writer: Capture emotion; capture heart and you have my attentions as a writer.
Favourite photographer: Any lens with a soul.
Skin of choice: Acne free?
Favourite game: I enjoy playing mind games, bitchhh.
Favourite cartoon character: Dot, Helga and Arnold.
Personal Quote: "Oh hot damn."
Tools of the Trade: The human mind tends to be a wonderful thing. ;D

AIM: Amanda is l33t

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_{“Be yourself. Above all, let who you are, what you are, what you believe, shine through every sentence you write, every piece you finish.”--John Jakes

Amanda K.
9.6.1990.

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