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TryingToBeFunny



Booksie Address: http://www.booksie.com/TryingToBeFunny
Country: United Kingdom
Favorite book: The Great Gatsby
Member Since: Jul 15, 2012

Featured Writing

Bleakness of Life.

Poem by TryingToBeFunny
Posted: Apr 3, 2013
The struggle of trying to find meaning in Life.

Writing Portfolio

Bleakness of Life.

Poem by TryingToBeFunny
Posted: Apr 3, 2013
The struggle of trying to find meaning in Life.

The Art of Poetry

Poem by TryingToBeFunny
Posted: Jul 25, 2012
A poem about poetry.

Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Pie.

Short Story by TryingToBeFunny
Posted: Jul 25, 2012
A story about a fat spy.

A Poor Upbringing

Short Story by TryingToBeFunny
Posted: Jul 17, 2012
A quick story of my rough childhood. Not real. Mine was...

Britain...

Poem by TryingToBeFunny
Posted: Jul 16, 2012
My Poem about Britain.

Tragic Birthday Party

Short Story by TryingToBeFunny
Posted: Jul 15, 2012
The worst birthday party ever.



TRYING TO RECREATE THOSE LAUGH OUT LOUD MOMENTS ON PAPER.

One of the funniest men on the planet. Steve Coogan's made up character Alan Partridge. This led to the creation of the funniest book I have ever read.

Just a quick song I'm really into at the moment.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSkb0kDacjs

WOODKID - IRON

Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away,
where innocence is burned... in flames.
A million mile from home, I'm walking ahead.
I'm frozen to the bones, I am.

A soldier on my own, I don't know the way.
I'm riding up the heights... of shame.
I'm waiting for the call, the hand on the chest.
I'm ready for the fight... and fate.

The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head.
The thunder of the drums dictates
the rhythm of the falls, the number of deaths,
the rising of the horns... ahead.

From the dawn of time to the end of days,
I will have to run... away.
I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste...
of the blood on my lips... again.

This steady burst of snow is burning my hands.
I'm frozen to the bones, I am.
A million mile from home, I'm walking away.
I can't remind your eyes, your face. 

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