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Hey today was pretty boring. Im still recovering from my sunburn. My dad lit fireworks today in the most dangerous ways possible. He shoved a whole box of sparklers in the tree stump in my front yard and lit them, and it burned a hole in it. He lit a big explod-y one right on the grass and it burnt a weird mark in it. That was about the only exciting thing that happened today. Anyways, I'm feeling all weird and morbid today so I think I'll end with a poem.

Smokey Eyes

Smokey eyes drift
across the room towards her
she wondered, glanced back secretly
The room was shadowed, veiled
but was never so dark as those eyes
Those smokey eyes

Filled with sadness and hope
they forever stared at her
pleading for an answer that she would never give
The two eyes were identical, as most are
nothing special to her
as she stared, no longer a secret

Smokey eyes dark as
the dark side of the moon
would ever stare back at her
as her reflection in her bedroom mirror
She closed her eyes so that
they wouldn't stare anymore.

No one listened at 10:04 PM

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My Friends

◊Smeagol
◊Megan
◊Amanda


About Me

Wishes
- To be a famous artist or writer

Loves
- Art
- Evil guys
- Music
- Other stuff

CSI!!!

Stephen King Fan!

Music
- Josh Groban
- "Slim Shady"
- Soundtracks
- Other Random stuff
- Moulin Rouge
- Green Day
- Frou Frou
- Kelly Clarkson
- Michael Buble
- Black Eyed Peas
- Kanye West