Biography of Sabrina Perry
My name is Sabrina Perry. I am currently 16 years old, and in grade 11. Writing has always been a passion of mine but I have never been confident enough with it to allow anyone else read what I' ve done.
This is a way for me to see if there actually is any potential and to get anybody and everybody's HONEST OPINIONS of my work as well as me as a writer... that being said, I don't mind anyone hating on my work because I'm sure I could find a way to turn it into some kind of constructive critisism. Nonetheless, please try to be perfessional when trying to confront me as a writer.. drama is not my thing don't cause any. please :) I appreciate your opinions and hopefully with your help I can better myself and someday maybe even be recognized for my work.
It would be much appreciated if you also voted to rate my work. :) ;)
Sabrina Perry's Works:
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Sabrina Perry Poems
You always looked straight past me why couldn't you see the truth he's been doing this to me for years on end taking away my youth.
I'm Lost. And I don't know how to be found. I'm non-exsistent, invisible, a ghost.
There's No Point In Being Fake
I can see right through you whether you like it or not you put on your little show like your the hottest of the hot
Goodbye To All Of Men
You can go if you really want to I'll be okay Your not gonna put me down now or ever again So save your breathe, for someone else, for another day
The Walls (Work In Progress)
if the walls could convey an emotion of life im sure they'd scream as loud as they could for they have wittnessed the shadows and darkness that has bestowed upon it they would cry the blood that has been splattered across its smooth plain
Friend Or Foe?
You've hurt me so much for the longest time and yet I'm still begging for you to be mine.
They call hin a 'Homo' and puch him around they knock his nooks out of his hands and beat him into the ground
When you look in my eyes, I can see you searching for her. When she left, you left, but not in the way anyone would asume.
My Realization - Me Rambaling
What's The Point?
I feel like I'm in the drakness and nobody can see me. Like I'm in a soundless place and nobody can hear me.
I can't seem to ignore all the pasts heartache. And it's hard to admit it, but I think it's because I'm scared of another heartbreak. It's not that I think you would do that to me. I swear I'm trying to get past it, but it's just not that easy.
Empty World, Empty Me (Work In Progress)
im all alone in this world now all i had left was you everywhere i look you seem to hideand now theres nowhere left to search there's just an empty world
Find Yourself First
Our days of life are limited and yet when I look upon the world so many waste their precious days away. There's so much to see, so much to do, so much to be apart of and so much to conquere, so why stand by and wait for life to happen.
That day I'd woken up I stayed laying in my bed there was not a moment of silence form the voices screaming at me in my head.
When we're alone together, I feel as if we're in our own world, secluded and sexual. when I gaze into your eyes, it's like looking through the window's to another dimension, a dimension passionate and magical.
When you hold me in your arms, loving me through the night and your mind touches mine, no words have to be said.
Feeling your bare skin under mine as I wrap and intertwine myself around you, is like melting together, dissolving and merging everywhere our bodies touch, becom