Biography of Fallen Pixie
hey my name is britt, i live in a little poedunk town with nothing in it. i have a girlfriend, um i love to write poetry. i have been writing since i was 10 years old. i have had two poems already publised. i really dont know what else to say, except hope everyone likes my poems *)
Fallen Pixie Poems
My Beautiful Angel
I have a beautiful angel. She is just but three. I have a beautiful angel. She loves to sing.
Pocelain Doll (Its Really Long, Almost A...
I am covered in glass to hide my inner shell, yet my glass is breaking, I can not keep this act up forever. I want to shed my outer layer and show
Her Final Good Bye
As the tears begin to fall the blood starts to pour out. As the glint of the razor catches the candle light the scene unfolds.
Her Broken Smile
Every day you watch her, as she struggles to put on her face. Eyeliner, mascara, and her broken smile.
The Last Breath
i remember every second we had together. i remember the first time we kissed, how we were so scared.
They say we all have our own paths that we must follow. They twist and turn, and entwin in other paths.
As the rain splatters on my face my stress seems to simply wash away. As the coolness sweeps
Dark Brown Eyes
I look at the world through dark brown eyes. Noone sees what truly goes on behind the
The Paper Heart
At valentines day we all cut out little paper hearts, then we hand them to the people we want to be our valentine.
My world feel down around me, as I watched it splat on the ground. I looked at the pieces that made me happy, sad, glad, mad, or any of the above.
As she falls to the ground, she replays the scene in her head like a movie. She watches a girl walk into a room, and stand there like a defensive little child.
I once was whole, then i got broken. I gave my heart to the one i loved the most hoping for
As She Falls
she falls to the bed in pure desperation she can not take this lie they call life anymore she tries to keep her strength up, yet it falls, as do the infinite tears.
I feel in love and slowly, was shadowed by an illusion. Everything started becoming
As she falls to the ground,
she replays the scene in her head like a movie.
She watches a girl walk into a room,
and stand there like a defensive little child.
As the girl raises her head, she sees
the other person in the room as well.
She braces herself for the blows of
the words she know will soon be thrown.
She looks up and she meets the