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Hello....hi. I'm new here. Read my articles. Thank you.....bye.

posted by turn2paige394

Hey there.

I like to write Poesie and short stories. My friend turned me on to this site and I've decided to post some of my writing. I'm just a kid, so none of my Schreiben is as high quality as I'd imagine the other submissions would be. I really haven't read much so far. Maybe this isn't the best way to introduce myself to the other fanpoppers, but I couldn't find my friend to tell her about it. I also can't figure out how to add myself to this club. Oh, well. uh....here I am. Here's a little sample of my writing:

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Watch me twirl
with my feet on your toes
away from the darkness,
away from our foes.
See how I smile
as the Tag comes and
goes.
Look down at my eyes
reflecting your life;
leave the door open,
I'm afraid of the night.

Now watch me twirl,
all alone this time
without your toes
to help me stand.
Stare into my eyes
but Du can't see your
face in them,
watch as they fill up
with tears Du never shed.
Can Du hear my footsteps?
So light, but
so heavy,
watch as I dance around
in my frenzy
because I don't have your arms
to hold me in place.

I look into the night,
and I'm so afraid,
so afraid,
oh dear parents,
what a coward you've raised.
So I'll dance here,
in the light,
where everyone
can see me.
My rock catches the wind
and what do Du see?
Tell me,
What do Du see?!
I can't see anything;
only me.

Put down your glass,
step out to the floor.
Teach me to dance,
and I'll cry
no more.

rose12345, medouri and 10 others like this

turn2paige394 Hey, now i'm part of this club!

courtorbin niceeee paige haha

Sweet_Pants Welcome to the club and to Fanpop, I suppose. I liked your poem, it had real potential, and a writing style I've never really seen before. It has a certain sorrow, but with hope and joy mixed in with it. I look forward to more of your stuff.

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posted by mars15

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added by vampiress015

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