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Hanzleberry
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Apr 24, 2010 09:24AM
You're an excellent writer, Thomas!
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THOMAS!!!!I have read everything that I have't read through the contests. Go look at your comments!
Though... My Sonata is still my favourite, and I was going to mention that, but Goodreads was being stupid and wouldn't let me comment anymore. :'(
I don't see why.......... My favorite is Japan.
hmmm... and my love for playing music makes me love it that much more!
That one is beautiful as well Thomas.But I imagine that you like it best because is resonates most well with something dear to you that we can't relate to as well, no matter how amazingly you wrote it.
Welcome to my little corner of the world... again...Its nice to see that nobody has touched it since I was last here!
Where was I... Oh Yeah! Here's a link to my profile page on the site, Wattpad. I have a story on there and a few poems. I think I will copy and paste those onto comments in this folder eventually... lol. Thanks ALL!!!
http://www.wattpad.com/user/marimbapanda
Hey, guys! This is my most recent poem out. Its about dreams and ambitions. I hope you like it!Whisper of the Heart
The faintest of all whispers,
One from the heart,
Vibrates every chord in the body,
Right from the start.
It wavers between reality,
And the state of being unreal.
It grows with every beat,
And responds to what you feel.
It is a statement of hope,
Quiet and unsure.
It fuels your every action,
Shameless or pure.
The Whisper of the heart,
Should never be lost.
A life without a goal,
Is what losing it will cost.
The Whisper of the Heart,
Now proud and strong.
Has found its place,
The place that it belongs.
Hey, a depressing poem now. The Outsider
Why is it,
That I feel this pain?
I do not see,
Any particular gain.
The group of friends,
So very kind...
So very nice...
Yet I still feel left behind.
I'm not one of them.
I never could possibly be.
The differences are too great.
The only problem is me.
I could force myself to change,
But whom would I be kidding?
There is no one who feels my pain.
There is no one who accepts my being.
A friend is too much to ask.
My life is feeling long.
Would asking to be dead,
Make me finally belong?
