Poems from Madam Nixie

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Hi, my names Courtney. Poetry is one of my biggest hobbies, because it allows you to express yourself on a whole different level. I am a passion kind of chick, and I carry more of it in my work than anything else. It shows in my poetry, along with my books. Music is my muse, I thrive off the beats and rhyme of each song, it helps me create the emotion and expand it in every word. My personality is straight forward, I have a very natural temper issue, which leads to violence but I keep it in check very well unless you touch the few subjects that I grow impatient in. I cannot stand people who judge and step all over others. If I witness it, I usually give them a taste of their own medicine. Protective instincts are a key element to sparking my anger, so picking on others is definitely not tolerated with me. I will show you my signature pimp slap, and turn you into the victim, because Karma is my best friend. My poetry is all rhyme, besides maybe one because that is what comes naturally to me, so if you don't like that, sorry but that's my style. I'm a R.A.P: Rhyme artist of poetry. Over all, I'm different, but I'm okay with that. I'm not emo, scene, goth, prep or even tom boy. I'm just a plane rocker that loves music. I listen to any style of rock but being classified as anything other than original just isn't me. So go with the flow, and just let it be.
Lips, pierced, lined but swollen. Eyes narrowed, but your content was stolen. Purple outlines, slits along my jaw, like nails they scrape...
Encrypted just ripped it, but I fall apart in the script spit Cause I don't get it, I don't see, I just bet it just won't be Anything but a...
I take the time, fake the crime Of being anything but a friend, I tend to shake from slime. I saw terror, panic and a loss of it all, I...
Wasted away like a barbaric passion... Dreams to thick, my face is ashen.Faded away like a ghost too known, angelic eyes but wrists too...
A man once told me he believed me cold...A man once told me my heart was not mine to hold. So...The fictional character, the cage protect,...

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