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

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TypicalMy coffee is now syrup,
aged rings on paper. I sit here, working indefinitely. Like one without a purpose or a prose to write. Sometimes, you ask me what I'm thinking, and I lay silent. Knowing that if I give you the answer of "Nothing."-the typical man. That is exactly it. Nothing. . .

I yearn to use your skin as a blanket for my hollows.

I'm comparing that heart beating in your cage to a fluttering bird.
I'm getting lost in your eyes. And noticing how one is slightly bigger than the other. It's endearing.
Really.
I. . . Typical
by ~amandamadhat

EvolvingHere is a poem to tell of change and paint you a picture.

without colorful words or imagery.
Change will come in evolution. Evolution will come when my hands sprout wings.
and my confined, black and white words can free themselves of pages. Evolving
by ~amandamadhat

Where islove found?

is it found in the ever consuming thoughts?
the aching backs that come with pending babies?
the nights where you can't sleep a wink?
the screams and shouts of drunks washing the past away?
the sweaters knit with tired hands?
the voices that screech Micheal Bolton in the shower-Whennnn a mannnn loves a womannnnn ! is it the spontaneously staged kisses in the rain?
does it blossom best in spring?
is it found in starving for approval?
how about the impending moments of stopped time?
is it the yearning and laughter we see in theatres?
the penned Where is
by ~amandamadhat

TwoI try and cover you up. With things from my dreams, like a blanket of warm snow.
I try to hide you in curves.
Two.
The cages of two.
I wonder often if you remember the winter snow and how untouched it looked in my backyard-until that is, you stumbled unto me with your bloodied jacket.
I'm trying to describe you, but I can't. I can't.
You were something of a satanic safe haven for me.

Two.
The souls of two.
I wonder if you remember the conversations on faith, on love-hush, hush there's no such thing Strumming on your strings, you sang to my body more than anything. &nb Two
by ~amandamadhat

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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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I want you for Christmas
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Problem-Free Philosophy
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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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Devious Info

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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