Poems from cristianamcmullen

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I got into poetry my freshman year of high school. I absolutely fell in love with it. It is my drug, my addiction that I cannot shake. I love visiting Renaissance Faires, theme parks, swimming, hiking, singing, writing, and reading. I love the movie "PS, I Love You." I am a hopeless romantic, but I have not always had the best luck in relationships. A lot of my poetry comes from my heart and mind, and holds special meaning, maybe even a few tears. But some other poetry of mine is simply random and weird and goofy. Just me being me. My nose gets cold easily, and my room is always a mess. I collect stuffed animals (don't laugh) and rocks (that I named for a time when I was younger). I also know how to play Snaps. Yeah. I also have a pet fish (Danny), two turtles (Todd and Talulah), two cats (Timon and Angel), two goats (Hearts and S.J.), and five dogs (Sheila, Shakespeare, Rusty, Duke, and Rebel). Yup. We're a farm. Not literally, but a lot of pets. I have a guitar, but I can't play yet. I need lessons. I shall learn though. Oh, and I have written way more poems than I have actually published on here. I have over a hundred. So what you see is only a peek. Hope you like my poetry.
Questions racing Heart pounding Mind spinning Breath quickening Phone vibrating Another text from HIM... the one I gave my heart to... the...
I hide behind a curtain. I hide my past, my pain, my mistakes, myself. The curtain is all that people see. They only see beauty, strength...
What if life was backwards? What if death came first? What if good was bad? What if the best was the worst? What if murder was right? What...
People tell me I'm weird. I pay them no mind. I say "Good." "At least I'm not like you," and walk away with a grin.
Oh, little lone chair, up aganst a wall. You must be very lonely, with no one to sit in you at all. Who sat in you before, and why hae...

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