I was born wrong and I was born running.

There is a hook in shoulder, there is a wire in my brain

Don't turn your back.

All calulations and no umbrella

and then the phone call two months later

This is what withdrawal feels like?

I just want to see what you'll become.

not finished yet

NASA has no need for writers

you don't want to bleed when you yell

oh valentine you have really blown it this time...

paper girl never knows what she is getting herself into

your soul is a simple machine

we are living in a technological fairy tale.

You plot your emotions on a graph.

Again, this really belongs on FanFiction, but I don't have one of those. Another Ender/Valentine poem. Speaker for the dead this time, though.

This really belongs on FanFiction, but I dont have one of those. This poem is a letter poem from Ender to his sister Valentine. If you have read Ender's Game, you will probably get this.

quick fix in a telephone booth

and like a power plant and gunpowder you fall down

you chatter on about numbers and rockets

navigate the outer space in broad daylight

What would you do if your dreams came crashing down?

Poor paper girl can't twist her letters the way she wants to.

for you. asteroid girl