It's happenedThis morning I received an email from a girl named Lynn King. She very rudely accused me of plagiarism for my favorite poem, "Porcelain Doll". According to her, she has published the poem.
This is the email I received:
"you stole this poem from me... then this angela chick from absolutepunk stole it from you... now i wrote it, i published in a book - not with your exact words... everybody seems to have changed it to fit their needs... but this is AGAINST THE LAW... what YOU DID FIRST>>>.
Broken Doll#
03-27-07 at 01:24 PM by angela328
Porcelain doll with tangled hair.
People pass or stop and stare.
Her cotton clothes are ripped and torn.
Her parents regret the day she was born.
Her plastic heart has melted down.
Her stunning smile a perfect frown.
Her shining future a blackened road.
Her flowing words a messed up code.
Once glowing eyes now dark and dead.
And voices scream inside her head.
A falling rain of acid tears.
Mirrors reflecting all her fears.
A fire raging through her veins.
Drugs to reduce all her pains.
Her porcelain skin now scarred and bruised.
Her staggering beauty now gone and used.
A foreing beauty now buried alone.
A cryptic place where light once shown.
Once gracful flight with song and dance.
A life of hope and true romance.
Now blundering falls and morbid display.
Where crystal tears fall everyday.
A heartless place of death and disease.
Where evil comes and goes with ease.
Porcelain doll with tangled hair.
Shattered dreams and timeless dispair.
A radiant star now void black hole.
Trying to replace what innocence stole.
Now in her hand a bloody knife.
Now in her mind an ended life.
A porcelain doll a murdered youth.
Her hopeless fight a deadly truth.
It was horrible. Terrible. It sucked majorLY...
But I worked on it for a long time so please leave "nice" comments...
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this is fucking outrageous... and i will prove this is my poem,,, and you all will get fried for it...."
This is the second email I received:
"first deviant asshole stole it - now you stole it from him...
it is my poem... i published it in a book... and it's copy-written under my name... stole stealing poetry it;s plagiarism and it's against the FUCKING LAW...."
I don't know what to do with this. I know this poem is mine, but if she continues this, anybody have any suggestions?
She has yet to provide me with the title of this supposed book or her copyright or a site with an original copy of her poem.
Thanks
~Poison
Devious Comments
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"My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori."-Wilfred Owen
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If Barbie married Mickey mouse they could take over the world! ~ my Mama!
If you love something let it go, or cripple it so it can't get away ~ Van
Really, unless they harass you for too long or attempt to bring legal action against you, you're probably just as well off ignoring them as you are responding.
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~Sig
sorry this had to happen
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you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
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Divide 30 by 1/2 then add 10. The answer is >.> u'd be surprised most people get it wrong.
~Poison
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Can't you see that sometimes I need to be bothered? That sometimes I push you away, hoping that you'll care enough to come back and try again?
I was originally going to take the moral high road, but I am quite sure that this is my poem and that she plagiarized it, that's just not right. My moral high road now is going to be using the law to settle my disputes instead of mean words and corrupt logic.
Thanks for you support though!
~Poison
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Can't you see that sometimes I need to be bothered? That sometimes I push you away, hoping that you'll care enough to come back and try again?
Thanks so much for your support... It really does mean a lot to have people back me up.
~Poison
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Can't you see that sometimes I need to be bothered? That sometimes I push you away, hoping that you'll care enough to come back and try again?
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