Brandy Avery

Rookie [Baverykat] (12-03-1987 / Sioux Falls sd)

Brandy Avery Poems

1. ~ An Cotten Sa Spéir ~ 4/18/2013
2. ~ The Cotten In The Sky ~ 4/18/2013
3. ~ An Ollphéist Fíor ~ 4/18/2013
4. ~ Scairteann An Ghrian ~ 4/18/2013
5. ~ An Íomhá De Dom ~ 4/18/2013
6. ~ ~ Stoirm Liom 4/18/2013
7. ~ Mothúcháin Fíor Faoin Saol ~ 4/18/2013
8. 👀 Blurred World 👀 4/18/2013
9. 👀 Domhan Blurred 👀 4/18/2013
10. ~ Líom Storm~ 4/18/2013
11. ~ An Screams I Mo Aisling ~ 4/18/2013
12. ~ ~ Untitled 4/18/2013
13. ~ Cailín Mearbhall ~ 4/18/2013
14. Seasann ~ ~ Am Fós 4/18/2013
15. ~untitled~ 4/18/2013
16. Girl Confused 4/18/2013
17. Is Breá Imithe 4/18/2013
18. Mo Liom 4/18/2013
19. ~mó Líom~ 4/18/2013
20. ~ Ba Chóir A Bheith Daidí ~ 4/18/2013
21. ~ Mo 🙈 beag 🙉 mhoncaí 🙊 ~ 4/18/2013
22. ~The👺devil👺of👺my👺dreams👺 4/18/2013
23. ~pain~ 4/18/2013
24. ~An👺diabhal👺de👺mo👺aisling👺 4/18/2013
25. ~ ~ Péine 4/18/2013
26. ~My🙈little🙉monkeys🙊~ 4/18/2013
27. ~past & Present~ 4/12/2013
28. ~the Broken Side Of Me~ 4/12/2013
29. 💡 ~ Do solas oíche ~ 💡 4/12/2013
30. ~xander Kitty Fun~ 4/8/2013
31. ~no Shield~ 4/8/2013
32. ~my Princess~ 4/8/2013
33. ~spenser Eugene- 4/8/2013
34. 🔯~Immortal power~🔯 4/8/2013
35. ~xander James~ 4/8/2013
36. 🎶Music stands still🎶 4/8/2013
37. ~wiccan Blood~ 4/8/2013
38. 🌟~Chills the stars~🌟 4/8/2013
39. ~inside~ 4/8/2013
40. ~💗forever cured💗~ 4/8/2013
Best Poem of Brandy Avery

🏈Peyton Manning🏈

My favorite sport is not really a girls at all. I love to play and watch football. I watch every game every Sunday and Monday and sometimes Thursday. That's 7hours of football all day! When summer comes its not in season. That sucks for one big reason... It's the only sport you can get knocked on your ass! It's amazing and exciting seeing my My QB pass. Waiting for fall and warm September, what seems like a long time and forever. When it gets here. You will hear me cheer. This will be his winning year.

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~nobody~

Nobody promised a happy end. Nobody said my story was told. Till that last page is turned, nobody knows...
If its good or bad,
If its new or old,
It's all happened before, betray and sorrow, redemption and grief.
And not even a hope for a better tomorrow.

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