acak Article: My poem- A Child's Mind

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posted by mandali

A Child's Mind

A child's mind is so soft a clay
mold it to into anything anda may
it's tender and innocent so, for the moment
let it free to play!

Nothing does it know, of the Life's Dirty Play
For it life is all Bright and Gay
It is True, Sweet and Pure
But the way it is, Let it stay!

For in this world of misery and grief
To my mind is a relief,
that a Temple of Innocence
in the world still does exist!

-Siri Mandali

Hope anda like it, I've diposting it in my blog too :) - link

deathding, mr-cullen and 4 others like this

nevenkastar Awww....I love it

mandali thanks :)

IloveDxC Amazing. I don't y when people say gay they mean homo. Gay means happy it says so in the dictionary.

mandali ^yeah , it does

mehakxangel :) Great Job!! Keep It Up!!♥♥♥

mandali ^thanks mehak!! a compliment by a ace poet means a lot♥♥♥

justingurl99 Wow this is just amazing! Brava! and c'est superb! XD

mandali ^Aw, thanks :)

coriann awe cute ^ ^

mandali ^thanks :)

jessy_an that's such a sweet poem siri

mandali ^Thanks Afsha!

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My Problem on FB Can Anyone help?

posted by ZacharyWhite

When some acak girl added me on facebook... She was all like "Oh gosh you're so cute" and I was like "Yeah, sure whatever..." The again she was all like "Oh God I cinta your style!!!" Then again I was like "Yeah.. sure.." Then she berkata "Oh gosshhh!!! It's like I can hear your voice talking in your message!!! You're an emo right? I'm an emo tooooo!! :-D Oh it's like we're SO MEAN'T TO BE!!!" Then I finally realize and berkata to myself "Shit I have a fangirl... okay, I'm doomed."

Girl: Hello? anda still there?
Me: No...
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Someone told me to repost this and I support it (im not gay doe)

posted by alois_trancy36

I am the boy who never finished high school because I got called a fag everyday.
I am the girl who was kicked out of her halaman awal because I confided in my mother I was a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because no one will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who held her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled night.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in a hospital because they would not let my partner of 27 years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away...