Biography of Sherry Painter
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.
Sherry Painter Poems
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 Wanna Love You
I wanna love you, I wanna kiss you, I wanna feel you under me, I wanna hold you close,
Dancing With The Devil:
I'm dancing with the devil, Thought I don't know why. I'm dancing with the Devil,
I choise to rise above, Even thow others choice not to, But if I don't how will? Someone's got to,
Home… Home is where you were born. Home is where you were raised,
The clouds roll in, Like the feelings inside me, They mirror them, my feelings feelings, Mocking them, practically,
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 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,
This Is Your Life! :
Do what you won't, How's stoppin' you? If they are, tell them to back the hell up, This is your life,
I'm a rebel girl, Always have been, I never could take no for an answer, even if it was for my own good, But I'm the type to do what has been said not to do.
This Is Me:
One says I have the heart an angel, One says I have the heart of the devil, Well, I'm neither an angel, nor the devil,
The Start Of Spring:
The start of Spring, Ah, the most moving time of the year. Do you hear the lark?
I open my eyes', And what do I see? An Angel, Not just any angel,
Forget About Him:
I'd forget about him, Except...I can't, I can't forget him, Or anything about him,
I open my eyes',
And what do I see?
Not just any angel,
But MY Angel.
He looks so sweet,