September 3,2010
Remove your glasses, your eyesight is too keen. You exaggerate my flaws and I become pariah in my own eyes. I can't stand to be misunderstood ,it makes me feel as though the world is a rug that was pulled from beneath my feet, giving me burns and leaving me on another planet.
September 20,2010
The thing I find most incredulous in this wretched existance known as life, is the truth thats hardly ever believed and the lies that spread like the wildfire in Moscow( ??????).
Same day as before:
For the first time in my life, I felt as if I couldn't stop weeping. Tears flooded my eyes like the Nile floods the banks of Eygpt. I wonder if the Nile felt the way I did? Is that why she shed so many tears?
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Preface to Stella's life/love story
PoesíaStella Smith was one of my younger characters. Her story and this poem, I think I have long outgrown, but it should have as much a chance of acknowledgment as the others. I was twelve when I wrote this in my journal. I didnt put the date but I can...
