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visit my website www.autumnleaves.us
Hello everyone my name is Autumn Cherie. I am a 30yrs old woman
born and raised in Los Angeles. I enjoy reading suspense novels. My
favorite Author is James Patterson. I was also blessed with the
gift of writing poetry. I love writting, and I do it every chance I
get.I have finished oneof my books entitled "FROM VICTIM TO VICTOR"
which I am trying to get published, and I am working on my second
one. Although I am intelligent I still know how to have a good
time. I go out dancing ALOT. I am also silly so I love being around
good hearted people who make me laugh.
I really am on here to network and meet as many interesting positive people that I can meet. Thanks for stopping by my page. Hope you enjoy a couple of my poems below. I welcome feed back both positive and negetive I DONT WANT TO BE IN LOVE Cupid would have to be fast to catch me Cause in love is someplace I don't want to be I know some people may long for it But my experiences with love I choose to forget Love made me let down my guard And when it was down that's when love hit me hard Made me feel without him I was incomplete And whatever he said love made me believe I was looking through love goggles, as some people might say I tried leaving but love got in the way In love with a man who swore he felt the same In love with a player, no wonder he won the game Love was something so sacred to me that I gave it my all Love got me so low that I had nowhere to fall Love had me dealing with things I know I didn't deserve Love had me ignoring the signs others easily observed < STOLEN INNOCENCE Her innocence was stolen at the age of four Her body now polluted, no longer pure An act so cruel, she trembled at the thought Embarrassed and confused, she believed it was her fault Her underdeveloped womb, entered before it could grow She grew up hating herself but why she didn't know Kept deep inside of her, was this dirty little secret He promised harm to her family if she didn't keep it So she took this filth and buried deep within Guilt became her world,agony her friend As she continued to grow up she never felt complete Haunted by this feeling she trusted no one she'd meet She never felt alone, even when no one was there She knew someone was watching, she could always feel their stare Her mood would often switch, as if she was two not one She found pain enjoyable and thoughts of violence fun She never questioned the reasons for her acts Thought that she was normal before she knew all of the facts She never had a chance to be herself, imagine the insanity In gratifying himself he altered her personality Leaving her swamped by thoughts of how she s supposed to be Relentlessly she wonders, "Who is the real me?" Sadly sherealizes that she may never know Because her innocence was stolen before she had a chance to grow Life Everyday life is a struggle for me I struggle to let go, I struggle to be free I lay my head down in a restless sleep I wake up feeling sad; drained and weak What is this battle that I fight from within Slow to do what's right, quick to sin Sometimes I feel like I don't want to live But how can I take away what's not mines to give My 2nd book is going to be a complilation of xrated poetry, below is an example of some of the work that will be included. I apologize to anyone it offends, but sex is a part of life so deal with it: Something that I can feel Men always ask me if size matters If your dick is small I think there's nothing sadder Adick is something that you should be able to see and feel If you're under eight inches, for me u have no appeal I like thick dick with pulsating veins I love the way it looks, I love the way it hangs The pressure of your erection forcing my lips to open A dick that's big enough to granutee some choknig I love a thick dick that I can ride real slow Deep penetration is what I need to explode Gentle thrusting as I throb and squeeze From my grip you'll reach your climax with the greastest of ease Does size matter? Come on get real! " If I'm f .u. c. king it's got to be something that I can feel |
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