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Midkinght-Warrior
Erie, Pennsylvania
Member for 13 years
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ABOUT ME
I have of deep love of the written word..as weird as that sounds and believe that writing,music, just art on a gobal scale is the best way to communicate.

INTERESTS AND FAVORITES
Books: Fighting For the things You Love, Skip Beat, Cut, Kerosene
Music: Nightmare revisited(Various artist), Black Parade(MCR), Fallen(Evanescence)
Movies: Nightmare Before Christmas, Ultraviloet, Resident Evil(all), Edward Scissorhands
TV Shows: Bones, Pretty Little Liars, Criminal Minds, CSI:New York
Interests: Writing, Reading, Basketball, Swimming


Poetry
Dear Daddy
By Midkinght-Warrior BRONZE
Erie, Pennsylvania
Midkinght-Warrior BRONZE, Erie, Pennsylvania
2 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
Experience the most brutal of teachers but you learn My god you learn<br /> <br /> <br /> -CS Lewis

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Poetry
One...
By Midkinght-Warrior BRONZE
Erie, Pennsylvania
Midkinght-Warrior BRONZE, Erie, Pennsylvania
2 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
Experience the most brutal of teachers but you learn My god you learn<br /> <br /> <br /> -CS Lewis

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Art/Photo
dare.
By Bry ward SILVER
Lake Almanor, California
Bry ward SILVER, Lake Almanor, California
5 articles 1 photo 0 comments
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It's About Letting Go
By Kelly Benson SILVER
Wichita, Kansas
Kelly Benson SILVER, Wichita, Kansas
6 articles 16 photos 0 comments
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Bleeding Heart
By emmabr BRONZE
Columbia, Maryland
emmabr BRONZE, Columbia, Maryland
1 article 33 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
Outside the station, she stands with her child on the side of the street, taking pictures of cars.<br /> <br /> You think she&#039;s insane. Until, one day, you notice that she&#039;s taking pictures of the license plates of the cars her child gets into.<br /> <br /> Because you look. But you do not see.<br /> <br /> And she walks out the shop with bags full of cat food. You think she&#039;s some crazy cat lady until you find out, she has no cats.<br /> <br /> Because you eat. But you do not taste.<br /> <br /> It&#039;s been a while since their last album but he assures you, he&#039;s doing just fine these days, white flecks in his nostrils. Then he asks you if he can spend the night on your couch, even though it stinks.<br /> <br /> Because you sniff. But you do not smell.<br /> <br /> And they say &quot;Just OK&quot; when you ask them how school was. Then you wonder what they&#039;re hiding until you find their diary and the last entry reads &quot;I wish you&#039;d give me some privacy.&quot;<br /> <br /> Because you listen. But you do not hear.<br /> <br /> And they&#039;ve got a bruise over their eye and you run the tips of your fingers over it and ask them how it happened. You believe them. Until it happens again.<br /> <br /> Because you touch. But you do not feel.<br /> <br /> And they walk past you everyday, one million stories, each waiting to be told. Waiting for you to ask.<br /> <br /> Because you live. But very few, love.

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Self Portrait
By emmabr BRONZE
Columbia, Maryland
emmabr BRONZE, Columbia, Maryland
1 article 33 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
Outside the station, she stands with her child on the side of the street, taking pictures of cars.<br /> <br /> You think she&#039;s insane. Until, one day, you notice that she&#039;s taking pictures of the license plates of the cars her child gets into.<br /> <br /> Because you look. But you do not see.<br /> <br /> And she walks out the shop with bags full of cat food. You think she&#039;s some crazy cat lady until you find out, she has no cats.<br /> <br /> Because you eat. But you do not taste.<br /> <br /> It&#039;s been a while since their last album but he assures you, he&#039;s doing just fine these days, white flecks in his nostrils. Then he asks you if he can spend the night on your couch, even though it stinks.<br /> <br /> Because you sniff. But you do not smell.<br /> <br /> And they say &quot;Just OK&quot; when you ask them how school was. Then you wonder what they&#039;re hiding until you find their diary and the last entry reads &quot;I wish you&#039;d give me some privacy.&quot;<br /> <br /> Because you listen. But you do not hear.<br /> <br /> And they&#039;ve got a bruise over their eye and you run the tips of your fingers over it and ask them how it happened. You believe them. Until it happens again.<br /> <br /> Because you touch. But you do not feel.<br /> <br /> And they walk past you everyday, one million stories, each waiting to be told. Waiting for you to ask.<br /> <br /> Because you live. But very few, love.

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Art/Photo
Crying Girl
By rhymingrimer SILVER
Eden Prairie, Minnesota
rhymingrimer SILVER, Eden Prairie, Minnesota
9 articles 12 photos 2 comments
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Poetry
Another Metaphor of Life MAG
By Adams1030 BRONZE
Tenafly, New Jersey
Adams1030 BRONZE, Tenafly, New Jersey
2 articles 0 photos 1 comment
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Poetry
Fear.
By 11swimer4life SILVER
Leawood, Kansas
11swimer4life SILVER, Leawood, Kansas
5 articles 1 photo 4 comments

Favorite Quote:
Be the change you want to be in the world

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