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potrygirl Junior Member
since 2000-02-16
Posts 23Peoria, Arizona, United States |
Sorry it's been a while but here goes and Thank you for taking the time to stop at my title. Write People used to ask me why I write, I gave them a simple answer. I write when I feel the need to express an emotion. I now sit here at four in the morn and feel that need. I wish you were near so I could tell you my every emotion yet this pen must do my work. What do I say i never a question my hand is just here to keep the pen standing. It moves quickly and without a problom. Never taking a break, controlling it's own destiny. My simple answer to why I write, my pen starts moving. -Stacye Walters- |
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First__Knight Senior Member
since 1999-11-08
Posts 678 |
Wonderful shared thoughts in this. Writing does the mind good  There are two kinds of pedestrians...the quick and the dead. Drive it like you stole it. |
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faith Member
since 2000-01-31
Posts 89 |
Hey pg..u r soo write ..when i m down and i have no one to share it with me i write....this pen and paper , if we put it to use...can really work up wonders! faith |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
This was wonderfully written, well done This is something I wrote along time ago and I thought it appropriate to share it here.... In verse we express innermost feelings and thoughts, through poetry I find a creative and expressive way of showing my emotions. Sleepless nights with overactive brain activity put to work for hours of expressive writing, through which I gain great pleasure and reward. Keep all the windows of your mind open Anne Rooks |
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potrygirl Junior Member
since 2000-02-16
Posts 23Peoria, Arizona, United States |
Thanks guys these are great I especially like yours Tracie thanks Stacye |
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poetry_kills Senior Member
since 1999-12-04
Posts 549new orleans |
potrygirl: i like your explaination  simple and stirring... i think that's the reason most of us write *heh*... it's a force beyond our control... keep up the good work...sincerely, jerome the mysterious priest And their bleating was like a wet salmon slapped upon the land---slap! slap! slap! |
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