About Phantompixie
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You take a hard look in the mirror and ask yourself, what, how ,where and who am I ? It stops being so easy. I defined myself as an artist but I don't do art so much anymore. I defined myself as a writer but now a days everything I produce seems shallow and uninspired. I defined myself as an intellectual but lately, I've been running from the confines of my own thoughts. It was easy to give myself those labels, but the glue proved unreliable. So I give myself the label that stuck since I got shot into this world. I am Annabel. |
Profile of Phantompixie
- Age : 15
- Gender : Female
- Country : USA, Colorado
- Joined : Jan 20, 2007
- Last Visit : 17 years ago
Featured Poems By Phantompixie
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Far to many hours
than I care to remember... -
The end to my loneliness
That eats away at my insides... -
Unique Love (1)
The word "love" Can be meaningless
for the two of us... -
South of a magical land far far away...
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Magic doesn't exist.
Your eyes are a tool, to speak to the dead...
Latest Poems By Phantompixie
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Feeble and frail
Another mind it had to bend... -
Magic doesn't exist.
Your eyes are a tool, to speak to the dead... -
South of a magical land far far away...
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Unique Love (1)
The word "love" Can be meaningless
for the two of us... -
The end to my loneliness
That eats away at my insides...