All I ever wanted to be is someone,
To somebody to all of you,
I don't want to be a stillborn,
So this time is different, I'm anew.For the first time in my life,
I was daze but ecstatic ,
When I discovered something outright,
About my hair and turned everything explicit.I started placing small things inside my hair,
It seemed unbelievable-I can't feel it!
But I know it's really there,
Possible to pull out if it's requisite.Some people let me keep their treasured material,
I put 'em in my thick and frizzy hair,
And that kinda makes me feel special,
I keep-without them knowing where.To lose something so worthy and cared for,
Could mean the end of the world,
But I am like your mainstay pillar,
That will be here for better or worse.Misplaced things are long time forgotten,
Once caused melancholy to people,
The second passed, they move on,
But these things differ-they make me whole.©PeculiarPat34
Aevin Dugas
(owns the World's Largest Afro)A/N: So I lost my Camp Halfblood pin today, I got depressed and inspired to have a peculiar that can keep important things. Then I saw this photo, altered it a bit and there you go.
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PoésieGood day, peculiar! PeculiarPat34, delighted to meet you! In this book of poems, I had recorded some-both the living and the dead-peculiars all over the world. Seek and gain the knowledge of certain peculiars and their history through this material...