We Are the Ones (Comments?)

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We are the words that
almost made it.
The words that almost
rhymed.
What did they call it?

Mind rhyme,
no, eye rhyme,
no, forced rhyme.
One and thumb,
or green and fiend.

We are the hunter
and we are the soldier.
The killers that almost
were the same.
What was the difference?
Mind damage,
no, eye damage,
no, forced damage.
Rabbit and deer,
or man and woman.

We are the friend
and we are the stranger.
The ones that
always judged.
What do we even know?
Mind them,
no, eye them,
no, force them.

We are the ones that
made them.
Last edited by Hibiscus on Thu Aug 05, 2010 2:28 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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This was a GREAT poem and I enjoyed every minute that I got to read it :) thanks for sharing. I found no flaws so thats why Im not posting any ;) Keep up the good work ;)
when you grow up you realize that Prince Charming is not as easy to find as you thought. You realize the bad guy is not wearing a black cape and he's not easy to spot; he's really funny, and he makes you laugh, and he has perfect hair and isnt wearing a black cape and easy to spot Lots of Love Jenn




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That was so awesome! :smt003 I loved every second of it. It flowed pretty nicely and made you think a bit. This was my favorite part:

Hibiscus wrote:We are the hunter
and we are the soldier.
The killers that almost
were the same.
What was the difference?


Now, don't ask me why it was my favorite, it just was. Ha, its kind of hard to explain. For some reason it just seemed to stand out, in my opinion at least.

Oh, and I liked the ending. Putting it away from the other stanza's on its own made it bold. It'll probably stick in my mind for a while. :D

Anyways, overall, I loved the poem. Keep it up!

~mybrokenreality
~~Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depth of your heart; confess to yourself you would have to die if you were forbidden to write. ~Rainer Maria Rilke~~



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