Janelle Morehart

Biography of Janelle Morehart
I'm shy, quiet, somewhat smart and forever helpful I guess. Sometime's I get angry but only at home. I never lose my temper in public. I never try to hurt anyone and if I do you can bet I'll be the first to apologise. I cherish all of my friends and will always do my best to help them out. To protect them. To make them smile when their world turns to a storm. I will always be there for them. I don't expect them to do the same though. But, still I will be there. I'll be the one that had always cared. I suppose that sounds arrogant of me, doesn't it? Well, to me it is merely what I believe. But none of that matters here, I simply love to read and to write! So I hope you enjoy what I write. As I enjoy what I read on here.
Janelle Morehart's Works:
None. But maybe sometime in the future!
Janelle Morehart Poems
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Trust
Trust is but a word But it still has meaning Trust is a feeling Thats always worth achieving -
Crying Angel
Crying angel -
Do You Believe In God?
Do you Believe In God? The question remains Yes or No? -
Angel Of The Damned
Black roses grow At the edge of my mind -
If I...
If I died would you leave me here? Would you care? Would you shed a tear? -
Snake Bite
Snake bite Venom strikes Into your bloodstream it goes To kill you slow -
We Are All The Same
If people took a minute to think Would we have war? -
An Idea
I'm standing on the edge I'm screaming to be free -
Poor Woman, Poor Child
Beaten and raped Disowned and thrown out -
Let Me Die
Misguided Misunderstood -
Beautiful Lie
Is this all just a game to you Some funny little deed A beautiful lie One thats breaking me -
Welcome My Children
Come my children Come to me -
Drink It All Down
Drink your poison Sip it all down -
18th Story
Im standing on the 18th story Looking down upon the world
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Aiedail's Lullabye
Hush child of Aiedail
Sooth your aching soul
Hush dear child of Aiedail
For soon your world unfolds
Morphing from reality to dream
In a mere few minutes
So hush hush dear child