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Elisabeth A. Wilhelm
Elisabeth A. Wilhelm
Elisabeth is not to be underestimatedHi, I'm 16, not long for an American teenybopper wannabe angry teenage poetry writer to have experienced life, then again, I'm not a teenybopper wannabe that writes about forever broken hearts and vaginas and at the age of 13. I'm learning, I'm trying, and I actually seem to be getting somewhere.
Writing is my passion that keeps me up late at night, penning words of the stuff of dreams and possibilities as the stars turn above me. Creativity is my blood, for it runs in my veins through my hand, and onto paper. The words in red fundamentally change me. Beauty is my life, for who could live without the song whispered by the willows, the smell of a newborn child, a rose peeking out from a crack in the pavement, or the feeling of love to give one wings? A dream is the hiccup of the mind. It lets one delve into other universes, revealing the million million possibilities open to one, and only one. Each one must make his or her own choices in life. A teen is a walking paradox, for a teen is not fully an adult and not quite a child any longer. I happen to be one of them. How will the decision I make in the million million universes be different? Such a dream is the reality in my own words on paper, completely unique, a teen writer's dream. The words in red such I write are crafted with innocence of childhood and tempered by the experience they have beyond my years. Those words have the power to change the world.
I'm a writer. What are you?
Lis, Liz, Elisabeth, Lizzlebit, Elisabagel, Lettele
Writing is my passion that keeps me up late at night, penning words of the stuff of dreams and possibilities as the stars turn above me. Creativity is my blood, for it runs in my veins through my hand, and onto paper. The words in red fundamentally change me. Beauty is my life, for who could live without the song whispered by the willows, the smell of a newborn child, a rose peeking out from a crack in the pavement, or the feeling of love to give one wings? A dream is the hiccup of the mind. It lets one delve into other universes, revealing the million million possibilities open to one, and only one. Each one must make his or her own choices in life. A teen is a walking paradox, for a teen is not fully an adult and not quite a child any longer. I happen to be one of them. How will the decision I make in the million million universes be different? Such a dream is the reality in my own words on paper, completely unique, a teen writer's dream. The words in red such I write are crafted with innocence of childhood and tempered by the experience they have beyond my years. Those words have the power to change the world.
I'm a writer. What are you?
Lis, Liz, Elisabeth, Lizzlebit, Elisabagel, Lettele
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Elisabeth A. Wilhelm
User Name: phoenixeyes Page: http://www.elfwood.com/~phoenixeyes Elisabeth is not an Elfwood patron Joined Elfwood: Unknown... Last login at Elfwood: 2007-08-28 11:35:38 Profile Views: 999 Number of written comments: 0 Total characters in comments: 0Links
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