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Shyanne18
Member since May 28, 2013
Member for 13 years
Untitled
I can't bleach my soul.
No, I can't hide these stains.
My thoughts are so dark.
Look into the mirror I see a shark.
The biggest bully to leave a mark.
I can't burn away the pain.
No, not a big pretender.
I see thing as they are not as you want.
Sometimes I can't fight the realness.
It's a fucking illness.
Heart stuck in toxic stillness.
Shyanne18’s timeline
- May 2023
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28 SunAnniversary
10 years of membership
- December 2019
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06 FriReceived a critique
on Untitled from @c lynn brooks
"would you have a child and not name it Please titles are easy to find look in the body of your work ask yourself what was gooing through my mind at the time but please you have created something wonderful here give it a…" - November 2019
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26 TueReceived a critique
on Untitled from @c lynn brooks
"I agree with Richard on his one. I never title a poem until it is written then find it in the body but please never leave a poem untitled it is like having achild and not naming it lo" -
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- October 2018
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- August 2018
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- May 2018
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28 MonAnniversary
5 years of membership
- March 2016
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15 TueHighest posting month
March 2016 — 5 poems
- May 2014
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28 WedAnniversary
One year of membership
- May 2013
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31 FriFirst critique offered
on "A Rhyming Sestina (theory of relativity workshop)" by @wesley snow
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28 TueFirst publication
River
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28 Tue
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28 TueJoined Neopoet
Membership begins
First poem published 1 days later.
About Me
I see the world as living and breathing. I respect nature, but I am not a vegetarian. I believe in the power of self esteem. I think anyone who is part of the conspiracy to destroy the individual deserves to be blown open and cold busted. Always be yourself don't change for anyone. Laugh at everything because it's always funny. May God bless you and keep you.
Location: Omaha NE, USA
Too many to list. All from Frost
Thoreau
and Dickenson
Bukowski
and William Blake let me see the world in a grain of sand. The poem that inspired me to write poetry is In Flanders Field.
Recent Work
When the earth is gone
An Imperfect Heist of Love
Hope in Her Eyes
The Abandoned
a Hero
November Waters
So Long (Warning Sad)
Faking Dimples
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