I am artistic. I am caring.
I wonder about life.
I hear birds singing and wind blowing.
I see birds flying.
I want to fly.
I am artistic. I am caring.
I pretend to be a bird.
I feel the wind under my wings.
I touch the great blue sky.
I worry about losing friends.
I cry when they get caught.
I am artistic. I am caring.
I understand we're all gonna die.
I say "Don't worry.".
I dream of a perfect world.
I try to fly far.
I want to fly the world.
I am Sara.
*this was a school assiment for history class. ikr wierd but wahtever. it was. i really liked what i did so i wanted to put it on gaia so i did. 4laugh *
*writen 9/12/10*
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My Poem Diary
This journal holds all the poems I have writen. I dont just writen cuz that feels weird for some reason. I proabley have bad spelling but whatever. Although they're not like a poem but at the sometime they are...but whatever. =) Enjoy!
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Imperfections in appearenes are easy to see, imperfections in the soul are harder.