Biography of victoria dupree
ALL POEMS WRITTEN ABOUT ANGELS WERE WRITTEN BY MY BROTHER MICHEAL! ! !
I was born on January 30 1995. I grew up in a small town in Mississippi. I attended the school in my area(and still do) . Everyday at school was a walking nightmare for me when i got to highschool. I was teh only person at school who was different. Everyone else wore pants and cowboy boots, but i wore converse jeans and black shirts. I Have many nicknames Including Emo girl, Suicide freak, and many others. Becasue i was diffrent i didnt have many freinds..
victoria dupree's Works:
i have no books published i am just mearly a writer who wants to be noticed
victoria dupree Poems
I walk alone in the moonlight. I hear the cries of a small child. I followed the sound. And there i saw him.
My tears do they mean nothing to you. My wrist, do you not see the scars upon them. My heart do you not see it bleed. Do you even care if it does.
My life. It belongs to me now. You tried to destroy it But you failed.
Alone in the dark. All by myself. I hear the constant cries of my soul. It's shattered.
There is a hole in my heart. There is a hole in my soul. There is a hole in my mind. there is a hole in my body.
Is There A True Lover.
Is there any one who cares. Is there any who loves me. I need someone who cares. I need someone i can trust.
The sorrow of my broken heart has become to hard to bare. I am in pain yet nobody notices.
I never thought I would loose you. But I guess I was wrong. Now that you know my true feelings you left me. I didn’t want you to know at the time.
Your love. Your hate. Has scared my body. My body.
I watch him. I watch him play. He seems so happy here. His beautiful wings spread a far
My heart is broken. My soul is lost. You lied. You lied to me. You promised me that you loved me.
I'm suffering So let me be. I'm dying. So just go away.
My tears have turned to dust. My heart has turned to stone. I can no longer sense you here. So why do you stay.
What Is Love.
What is love? Shouldn't love be when you are cared about. Shouldn't it be when you are held in their arms. Tell me what is love.
I live in the darkness of my mind.
I like it here.
I don't plan to leave.
My body is frozen and cold here.
My life is in my own hands.
I don't need you here.
So go away.
leave me be.
Your not wanted here.