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Sun Dec 22, 2013 4:58 pm
defiantAuthoress says...



Hello, friends! I'm feeling like reading some poetry today, and so I was thinking...well, who wants their poems reviewed? I'll do it, free of charge (though it'd be lovely if you checked out some of my work if you have time...just saying.)!
Ask away, and review I shall!
  





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Sun Dec 22, 2013 6:36 pm
EmilieHaugaard says...



Hey If you want I have a poem I would like reviewed? :D

At the playground.
  





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Wed Dec 25, 2013 11:26 pm
KaiTheGreater says...



Have a poem. :D
Stained Glass Life
Thanks!!
Formerly DragonLily and RoseAndThorn
  





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Fri Dec 27, 2013 4:50 pm
defiantAuthoress says...



I've reviewed both your poems! Thank you so much for requesting, and I hope it helped!
  





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Mon Jan 06, 2014 5:43 am
TakeThatYouFiend says...



Once out of the green room,
"Watercolour Winter"
I need all the reviews I can get!
You know that studded leather armour in films? Nobody wore that. I mean, how would metal studs improve leather armour?
  





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Mon Jan 06, 2014 2:50 pm
defiantAuthoress says...



I've reviewed. Great poem! :)
  





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Mon Jan 06, 2014 9:52 pm
TakeThatYouFiend says...



Thanks!
You know that studded leather armour in films? Nobody wore that. I mean, how would metal studs improve leather armour?
  








It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien