I live in Florida. I'm just starting Hight School, and my hobbies are: anything that has to do with art, but mostly clothes disgning and jewlery, and I love to write Fanfiction's, which I'm trying to wright right now, and poems. Plus reading -books only- watching T.V and go around and seeing places in Florida, like parks, ect. more »
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Sherry Painter Poems
Dancing with the Devil:
I'm dancing with the devil, Thought I don't know why. I'm dancing with the Devil,
The clouds roll in, Like the feelings inside me, They mirror them, my feelings feelings, Mocking them, practically,
You know what's beautiful when you see it, The sun when it breaks free from the darkness of the night, The moon, when it comes out from behind the clouds, A crystal clear stream that flows smoothly, steadily, over the rocks,
I want to kiss you:
I want to kiss your sweet lips, To feel them against mine, They look so deliciously sweet, So delectable
I choise to rise above, Even thow others choice not to, But if I don't how will? Someone's got to,
I Wanna Love You
I wanna love you, I wanna kiss you, I wanna feel you under me, I wanna hold you close,
Home… Home is where you were born. Home is where you were raised,
God is everywhere we look, He's around us all the time, You just have to stop, open up those eyes he gave you, and take a look around you.
In loveing memory too: James Painter:
James, You were such a man, And I am honored that I remind Grama of you, The funny thing is,
I stand above the croud, As you cower away from it, Being ashamed of who you are, and who you have become, But I am not,
Take me Away:
Take me away from here, Take me to a place where its just you and me, Take me to a place where there is plenty of alcohol, Poor me a drink, God knows I need it,
What Shall I Do? :
I don't know what to do, My brain tells me to be brave and just ask thee, yet... On the other hand my heart says no, and tells me to do the complete opposite...
I Love Thee Too Much
Love thee for who they are, Love thee for who they can be, Love thee from who they become, I do,
I couldn't sleep because of you! :
I couldn't sleep because of you, All I could think about was talking to you, talking to you, talking to you, Nothing but talking to you, I can't seem to get you out of my mine,
Comments about Sherry Painter
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Dancing with the Devil:
I'm dancing with the devil,
Thought I don't know why.
I'm dancing with the Devil,
I know its wrong,
Thought I can't seem to let him go,
He's got me trapped on his fiery gaze.
I'm dancing with death,
O know he can kill me in an instant,
Yet, I don't feel the need to turn away,
It seems like I want to move closer,
So, instead of turning away,
I did exactly that.
Like when Eve ate an apple from the forbidden fruit,
I got trapped in the forbidden arms of the Devil himself...