The Pen That Bleeds

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The Pen That Bleeds

POETRY IS THERAPY. LET'S RANT AND VENT X] LET US RIOT WITH OUR PENS!
My name is cindy ^_^
I don't really pay attention to grammar when I write.
If you love terrible poetry you'll love me
don'treadthisnooo D:
I can be quiet or a riot, poetry nut,
constant daydreamer,
into charities and
helping the environment,
dedicated vegan as of '09 *w00t*
i heart piercings & hair dye.
music= anything loud x)
Hate normal/plain/safe
Am an insomniac, and chronic procrastinator
P.S. I suffer from O.O.F.O.B.D. (Obsessing Over Fall Out Boy Disorder) :P

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  • Addicted to the way you make me feel

    Your danger

    Brings me closer to adventure

    Your kiss is a thrill

    Your touch is mysterious and rebellious

    I never know where your hands will end up

    Or if they’ll ever meet mine

    There’s no pattern to your lovin’

    You make me wonder

    And I like it

    You’re dangerous

    And I invite it

    There’s no more room for innocence

    Only excitement

    -cindy

    Tagged: Poetry

    Posted on July 27, 2011

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