StarBorn

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Reality Of A Supernova

Reality Of A Supernova

Book / Fantasy

What would you do if you discovered you had a power? And all you needed was a friend to push you toward finding it? Well, for Melanie Braxton, she’s about to find out she has a power.… Read More

Is it me? Fading reality...

Is it me? Fading reality...

Poem / Poetry

Depression can hit hard. This is my first poem!! So sorry if it sucks!! Read More

Marionette Of Silence

Marionette Of Silence

Poem / Poetry

Sometimes it feels like someone else is pulling the strings. And all you can do is let them. My second poem!! Read More

Everything Good Must End Everything Good Must End

Everything Good Must End

Poem / Poetry

Relationships are torn. Hearts are shattered. And lives are broken. Something everyone must encounter... Read More


About

Hey :) Call me Lucy or Lulu.

I'm 16 (Yey!)

And I am very interested in starting my own book, based of some of my life thrills and stuff that's happened to me. So, I'm hoping to go into a deeper emotional state with myself where I can vent with writing, which hopefully will become a very nice book :)

QUOTES:

There's this girl in the mirror, I wonder who she is. Sometimes I think I know her and sometimes I wish I did.  There's a story in her eyes, lullabies, and goodbyes.  When she's looking back at me I can tell...she's hurting inside.

She smiles with all that she has left, yet tears are left un-dried.   And though she's got so much to say, she bottles it up inside.  If you look past her broken eyes to a shadow no one sees, a disguise so you won't recognize, the girl is really me...

Just because her eyes don't tear doesn't mean her heart doesn't cry.  And just because she comes off strong, doesn't mean there's nothing wrong.

I'm not afraid of the gun in my hand, I'm not afraid of dying, I'm just afraid of the pain it will bring, and to see my best friends crying.

< I'm going to smile...and make you think I'm happy...I'm going to laugh...so you don't see me cry...and even if it kills...I'm going to smile.

 POEM:

Harsh words & violent blows

Hidden secrets nobody knows

Eyes are open, hands are fisted

Deep inside I'm warped and twisted

So many tricks and so many lies

Too many whens and too many whys

Nobody's special, nobody's gifted

I'm just me, warped and twisted

Sleeping awake & choking on a dream

Listening loudly to a silent scream

Call my mind, the number's unlisted

Lost in someone so warped and twisted

On my knees, alive but dead

Look at the invisible blood I've bled

I'm almost gone, my mind has drifted

Don't expect much, I'm warped and twisted

Burnt out, wasted, sad, and hollow

Today's just yesterday's tomorrow

The sun died out, the ashes sifted

I'm still here, warped and twisted

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