OMG!!!

ok all i can say is YES IM DONE!!!!!! i know way long over due....but wut ever! i now am taking a break from stories, unless its a good one, and i have it all done to start with. so im doing a project on edger allan poe, and in memory of him...
to--

I heed not that my earthly lot

Hath little of Earth in it,

That years of love have been forgot

In the hatred of a minute:

I mourn not that the desolate

Are hapier, sweet, than I,

But that you sorrow for my fate

Who am a passer-by.

i like that one. but man was that guys life messed up! he was like on a freakin rollercoster of good and bad stuff happinin! like he was a really unlucky guy.
he died crazy. poor guy, and all alone. i would miss him. he sounded like an ok guy, altough he was a drinker sometimes. anyway, thats all i have to say. no wait i have my own emo poem....

alone we must keep
alone we must creep
to our beds we cry
watching as happy people past us by.
no one sees us
no one misses us
we feel empty in side
and have no real pride
in who we really are
even if they have deserted us so far
they try to come back
but only get us attacked
the emo
we are so alone
no one but those who want to stone
us and make us feel bad
so you assholes wonder why we are so sad!

ta da!!!!