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[Jul. 16th, 2005|11:46 pm] |
I write the words, they come to mind
Scattered ideas falling from my pen
Some ordered, some chaotic
Not meaning much to most
But something to some
And it is for those few whom I write.
It means little
Yet so much
An outpouring, that though concealed,
Is an outpouring nonetheless
And hidden in embarrassment
Lies the truth.
Welcome to the aimless ramblings of Nutty's Nib.
This is a spot for ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) gumnut to dump her original scribblings. Here you will find scraps of poetry amongst the prose, for Nutty was a poet long before she wrote anything remotely resembling fic and although lines of rhyme and description have little use, they still bubble up to the surface occasionally.
Sometimes there is that scene that just won't leave the brain.
Sometimes there is an emotion that just won't go away.
Here you may find raging, screaming, crying, laughter, tears, love, or simple exuberance for life.
Basically this is a dumping zone for writings in general.
And I apologise for none of it :D
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