On WritingI love the way my pen glides across the page,On Writing by JuggaletteKiddinz
Like a dancer drifts across a smooth stage.
The ink tells a long forgotten story,
Overflowing with blackened fury.
Why would I ever want to rid my will to write,
That's like an angel... giving up in mid flight.
For to write is to project my voice,
I'd do it in public if it was my choice.
But that is asking for trouble, you see.
Getting shot for anything you try to be.
So I'll stick to a pen in my hand,
These words in my command.
Current Residence: Air tight bubble|
Favourite genre of music: Alternative
Favourite style of art: Anything that means anything
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Skin of choice: Pale and freckled
Favourite cartoon character: Zero
Personal Quote: I have too many men in my life to act sane anymore.