cynthia Routen

Rookie (May 19,1992 / Kodiak alaska)

cynthia Routen Poems

1. Little Angel 5/4/2007
2. Free 2/8/2008
3. Judgements 2/8/2008
4. Do It 2/8/2008
5. Freedom 2/11/2008
6. Broken Child 2/12/2008
7. ~ Letters To Santa Clause ~ 2/12/2008
8. Pantoum 4/8/2008
9. Sestina 4/18/2008
10. Fairy Tale Pt 1 1/22/2009
11. Fairy Tale Pt 2 1/22/2009
12. Soldiers Words 3/18/2009
13. Still A Soldier 3/18/2009
14. Unanswered Questions 3/19/2009
15. A Bite Of Lonely Frost And A Slap Of Winter Heart-Break 3/19/2009
16. What Do You Do 3/25/2009
17. Exist 3/25/2009
18. Another Form Of Servitude 3/25/2009
19. My Reflection 3/25/2009
20. My Everything 8/21/2009
21. Unbelievable Truth 4/20/2010
22. Fall From Grace 4/20/2010
23. I Don'T Want You Always Here 4/20/2010
24. Misunderstood 10/26/2010
25. Choices 10/26/2010
26. Eternity 5/6/2008
27. The Real Me 5/6/2008
28. Dr. Sues(For Kids Or Dr. Sues Fans....Inspired By My Geometry Teacher) 3/25/2009
29. Standing Watch 10/26/2010
30. I Dont Know Who I Am 5/6/2008
31. Letters To Santa 2 5/16/2008
32. Define A Father 4/28/2008

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Define A Father

what did i do so wrong, to make you hate me for this long? your supposed to be my father, your supposed to care, but then again what father breaks promises made to his child, what kind of father is never there. I tried so hard to please you. I gave you the best i could to make you love me but you never would. I thought it was because of her that you never wanted me around, i did all i could to make you see how much she hated me. Then she was gone and i thought the problem would be fixed but the truth was so plain to see, it wasnt only her who hated me. you'd always ignore me, that would hurt ...

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Clad in uniform, a man unknown walks up to the families home. He gentely knocks on the door and a beautiful young woman who looked to be in her early 30's answered the door. At the sight of the man her face turned from a bright cheery rosy pink to a white pale of the ghost and she couldn't seem to find her breathe enough to find her voice. ' your d

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