no second thoughts

First you must be able to spell. NOT<BR> I have always wanted to, I did write a play once and it was proformed. Its kind of like Steve Wright said I would kill for a nobel peace prize.

I think that I shall never see a beer as lovely as a tree<BR> the brew that joe's pub has on tap with golden base and fomey cap<BR> The golden brew I drink all day <BR> until my memory melts away<BR> poems are made by fools like me <BR> but only

heaven's blue and violet shadows<BR> captive in forgotten dreams<BR> 'tis in memories where her soul forever roams<BR> and she waits for he who knows

"Lilith Who Knew Love"<BR> The Dark Moon Goddess<BR> Sits on her throne<BR> And is lost to an infinite expanse<BR> Of shadows and regrets.<BR> <BR> She feels the vein of humanity<BR> Pulsing blood, red and warm.<BR> She sees mortality <BR> Grow and whithe

Hemingway the sun also rises a take of on his years in paris and spain great book. Also a very interesting love story.

The sacred word:<BR> <BR> EGO

Would I would like to say to my figgin English teacher if she wasn't a friggin conformist to traditional english literary values.<BR> <BR> Background: Nabokov's Criticism of Dostoevski<BR> <BR> Nabokov?s response to the writings of Dostoevski is that they

?Ode to a Fresh Baked Cinnabun?<BR> Cinnabun I love the way you smell sooo good. . .<BR> warm in the morning.<BR> Love to like the sugary sweetness off your gooey top.<BR> Love to pull you apart piece by steaming piece,<BR> though you scorch my fingerti

Alright. If you plan on critiquing this, please be gentle as it took me countless hours to write (even such a small amount). I wrote this about a year ago all by myself. I have another sample of a part of a screenplay I wrote with my boyfriend, but I w