Fyrewolf...That was an awesome story.
I write poetry, and am a happy person. I have cried 3 times in 3 years. But I write normaly deep and dark poems, some people think i am nuts when they read what i write, but it is just my way of coping with things, when i feel strongly about something i write. Here is a poem that i wrote:
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I'm Living, But I'm Dead.
For They are lurking in my head.

I cannot cry,
I cannot die.
My veins are running dry.

Goodbye world, They've taken me.
The just couldn't let me be.

They've pulled me down, Into the ground.
Queen of this place, I shall be crowned.

I sit here thinking thoughts of love,
Of memories and worlds above.
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And I am a cheery happy person. Writing is what some people do, and others use music. Those who yell and scream, are those who don't have a way of venting.

Much Luv!
-Kristin Z.