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LOC: United States
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: April 15
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GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: April 15
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What DO YOU THINK OF THIS? [tHIS IS only part OF THE STORY. yOU will not GET EVERY BIT OF THE INFO. this is just TO SEE WHAT YOU THIN,KK OF MY INTRO!!!!!!! i'M SORRY I HAD TO PUT THAT BUT i JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW!] The bright orange raft bobed up and down with the steady rythem of the waves. Crying sea gulls swoped down to snatch struggling breakfast into a waterless and terrifying flight. The sun hung low in the violet sky, spreading golden rays of light into the dark sea. Hannah Trel's...
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You're alway tryin To get me places I don't wanna go We been down that road And I ain't goin' back, no You're my type of guy If we both went to Crazy Desprate High But we don't And I won't So let it go Your charm is dyin' That stupid smile won't work on me, no Don't appologize All your lines are getting old You're my type of guy If we both went to Crazy Desprate High But we don't And I won't So let it go If you still don't get it Let me tell you You're just dilutional Get a clue cause I'm not...
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Chapter One My sister Emily and I anticipated summer vacation for a long time. Now it was finally here, and all the pleasures of television and sleeping late were gone. Now this was part of our regular routine, and everything was boring. The afternoon sun was especially hot today, making me feel as if I were living in a dry desert rather than Baton Rouge. The soft hiss of sprinklers in the neighbor’s yard made me wish I could go swimming. The community pool was over two miles away and I was s...
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She cries in her sleep The nights are long And her pain is so deep Unlike others, she’s fine when alone She always dreads When her parents get home It’s hard to fit in She tries to hide all the scars on her skin She goes to sleep with no promise of tomorrow They all sit back and watch her drownin’ in her Sorrow Through the broken window There’s a light that leads the way Through the broken window There’s a light that promises today Through her tears A little girl will pray That her eyes will ...
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I enjoyed it alot. You have a good handle on descriptive writting. I enjoyed this alot! Although, in my opion, poems sound better when they ryme. It keeps the reader interested and alert.
Wow! what a great poem! I got the clear picture and could fully understand what you were talking about.
i AGGREE WITH THE FIRST RE VIEWER! LOL! I like the rhythm and how this flows from one stanza to another. I might change the first stanza. It does nOt seem to flow like the others do. For some reason it seems bumpy. bUT ALSO LIKE YOUR FIRST REVIEWER, i KNOW VERY VERY VERY LITTLE A BOUT POETRY. oTHER THAN THAT, i THINK ITS A VERY GOOD POEM
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