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Karson Bree Yo.

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It's story time children.

Our story today begins with a girl of ten who wanted to know everything. So, she traveled among the world within her own mind to form millions of answers for her billions of questions. The willow trufs said, "This and that!" while spangoliums said, "Spit and spat!" Creatures small and tall, taught her everything she's ever known. Which is probably why she's home alone. For the other children had no idea when the little girl spoke of frillihools or spindaspoofs. "That girl is strange!" "She's lost her brains!", shouted the people from outside. So, the little girl stayed within the walls of the dull white halls until she grew much older. Then one day, she stepped outside to play. And, found there many more just like her.

Meet the little girl.

She's a big person in a tiny world. She is the eye of the storm, warning you of the disaster that follows her. She is witty, clever, and charming, but only of the day of May 6th. She is like an illusion, tricking your mind to make you believe that she is okay. She is something you are not. She is Karson.


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Posted by on Thu, 25 Feb 2010 09:40:00 GMT

I Like To Sing In The Shower (Causing the birth of this bubble gum pop, you know Taylor Swift w

I've been beaten and bruised.Although I'm slighty amused.I'm cluzty, I'll fall.Always running into walls.I'm goofy, it's great;I'd call it'd a trait.You smart and I'm not,At least give me a shot?I'm t...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Dec 2009 05:47:00 GMT

Threw Me Out To The Lions

Threw Me Out To The LionsMy body is a vessel,That none will ever ride.My emotions are so fragile,They stumble and they hide.My mind is like a puzzle,missing that one piece.There's a feeling in my hear...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Oct 2009 20:42:00 GMT

This Labyrinth

The touch of your handsThe way you made me feelThese are memories that no longer seem realI thought I really had youBut I was so wrongAfter all your bags were packedI knew you'd be goneThis labyrinth ...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Sep 2009 23:05:00 GMT

Oh Sweet Alice

(This is a song inspired by Alice and Wonderland. Micky and I were wanting to do something like this after listening to White Rabbit by Jefferson Airplane.)"Oh Sweet Alice" an original by Karson Brook...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Sep 2009 23:04:00 GMT

Journal of A Sparrow pg.1

9/7/09 11:42 p.m.I sit here in a dark room, surrounded by shadows of mysterious thoughts. The thoughts linger in my mind as I type away on a dimly lit keyboard. The sound of sadness plays through the ...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Sep 2009 05:51:00 GMT

Blue Feathered, Brown Eyed Bird

There was a blue feathered, brown eyed bird on a ledge.Her broken tiny heart sent her right off the edge.She fell for an hour, plunged straight to the sea.If only that blue feathered, brown eyed bird ...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Aug 2009 22:17:00 GMT

Don't Try, Just Do.

I'm tired of trying to act like the personEveryone is expecting out of me.My mother is expecting straight As,But all I'm making are straight Bs.My friends expect a strong girl,But I break down time to...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Apr 2009 22:02:00 GMT

Pace (an original by: Karson Bree)

Taking in what you see,What I see is sadness.What should be replacedIs your self righteous madness.No one can stop you fromWhat you've always been.Forget and forgive willBe your next to last friend.Di...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Apr 2009 22:24:00 GMT