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First here's the poem(Again no title)

Another day,
That's what you say

Yes it's true,
But it's not the same

A day so different
From the one before

How can you say:
"Everything's the same."?

Nothing will ever be same.

Reviews, please?!?!

Second, I'm kind of tired of calling all my poetry blogs just poem #. So I'm thinking about making a series title for my poetry. I have a few ideas like: repeat, illusion, or remember. I am very open to your ideas as well though, mainly because I think the titles I've thought up are stupid. So please comment or message me title ideas.

hehe i'm such a horrible for stealing this

Natural Hair Color:
[ ]Redhead – $80
[x]Brunette – $75
[ ]Blonde – $50
[ ]Black – $15
[ ]Bald – $5
[ ]other-$0
Total So Far: $75

Eye Color:
[ ]Blue – $100
[ ]Green – $75
[]Brown – $50
[ ]Hazel – $25
[X ]Other – $15
Total So Far: $90

Height:
[ ]Over 7′ – $200
[ ]6’8? to 7′ – $175
[ ]6’0? to 6’7? – $150
[ X]5’5? to 5’11? – $75
[]5’0? to 5’4? – $45
[ ]Under 5′ – $25
Total So Far: $165

Age:
[ ]30 to 40 – $100
[ ]25 to 30 – $75
[ ]20 to 25 – $50
[ ]18 to 20 – $25
[x]0 to 18 – $15
Total So Far: $180

Current Education:
[ ]PhD – $500
[ ]Masters – $450
[ ]Business Owner – $800
[ ]Bachelors – $400
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Poem 5

Sorry for not posting anything yesterday(for anyone that actually cares). So, to make up for that here's a poem from my secret files:

Savior

For the tired,
Broken,
Weak,
Scared,
Beaten,
And damned.
Be not afraid.
You are not alone.
You must get up,
Fight,
Believe,
Speak,
Be heard

Change the world.

In case anyone is curious, yes, this was half inspired by Welcome to the Black Parade. The other half of my inspiration comes from a friend of mine who is part of a local band(FLINTface- I recommend you check out him here: www.flintface.com) where I live.

And as always, reviews please.

Bored, so I stole this

Gerard Way:
[] Born in April
[] You've been addicted to alcohol and/or drugs
[] Born a leader
[] You love drawing
[X] You love singing
[X] You don't take crap from anyone
[X] You're afraid of needles
[] You call your friends by their last names instead of their first
[] You have siblings and love them
[] You have brown/green eyes
3 out of 10
Mikey Way:
[] Born in September
[] You play bass
[X]You don't have asthma
[X] You are near-sighted
[X] You wear glasses
[X] You've had the urge to stick a fork in the toaster
[] Seen as the little kid amongst your family and friends
[] You are the

Poem 4(This one has a really deep meaning to me)

It's not fair.
Why her?
I don't know.
I just don't know.

Only the good die young.

Short, but out of all my poems it probably has one of the deepest meanings.
Anyway, reviews are always welcome.

Poem 3

(another title-less poem)

give me poverty
give me wealth
give me strength
give me weakness
give me hate
give me love
give me lies
give me truth
give me war
give me peace
give me health
give me sickness
give me hunger
give me food
give me promise
give me disappointment
give me despair
give me happiness
give me everything
I will not ask

Reviews, please?

-Waterfall Bomb

I thought really hard about all this

killjoy name: Waterfall Bomb
real name: Samantha(I don't give out my last name)

age: 15 (16 in July)

appearance: 5 foot 5 inch tall. dark brown hair with plenty of bright red streaks. I'm not exactly skinny, but i'm definitely not fat either.

Clothes: red skinny jeans(not overly tight) tucked into simple black combat boots. shirt with a picture of a chest scan on it. simple black leather jacket with some studs.

Weapons: red and blue ray gun with the word "Royal" on it. a retractable bow and a small quiver of arrows. and knives hidden my boots.

Mask: mask with black triangles under and above

Poem number 2

Here goes my seconds poem:

Title: Dear Queen Mab

You say a dream is only a dream
nothing more than a wild wish
or just a figment of imagination

well, I dare to say no
refuse your obscured law
in place I state my own

dreams are more than meets than eye
more than belief, and much more than nothing
they are life, reality, in a strange form
the form of an idea, which is a funny thing
for an idea is nothing under most circumstances
only when doing is added does an idea become anything
once you put an idea to the test
then it becomes life

so tell me now that a dream is nothing

I'm bored in class soooo...

[] Achluophobia - Fear of darkness...
[ ] Acrophobia - Fear of heights...
[ ] Agliophobia - Fear of pain...
[] Agoraphobia - Fear of open spaces or crowds...
[ ] Agyrophobia - Fear of crossing the street...
[ X] Aichmophobia - Fear of needles or pointed objects...
[ ] Amaxophobia - Fear of riding in a car...
[] Androphobia - Fear of men... (theres just a few i can talk to)
[ ] Anginophobia - Fear of angina or choking
[ ] Anthrophobia - Fear of flowers...
[ ] Anthropophobia - Fear of people or society...
[] Aphenphosmphobia - Fear of being touched...
[ ] Arachnophobia - Fear of spiders...
[ ]

My First Poem

Okay so here goes my first poem that I'm going to share.

(No Title...Yet)

The sweet smell of grass
And rain on its way.

A breeze carries sounds of what more
Other than rustling leaves and more wind.

Thunder rolls in the background
But still for for fear.

A perfect place to lay beneath a tree
With a book held against the leaves.

Not good for reading
But good fora perfect picture.

*Note* I'm just posting in the order they were written, not just all my favorite, you will get to see all my poems eventually.

Please comment your thoughts.

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