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The fact that it's about a relationship makes it uber cliche. I understand that this is a true to life situation, but...yeah. I must admit though, the emotion was really ...

And might as well be dead because We are all better off without her near Around us, talking about us Why won't she leave me alone? Why won't shw just ...

I've never read anything by you before. It was...interesting. Reminded of something Britney Spears or Mandy Moore would sing when I actually used to listened to them way back in ...

It seemed kind of narrative to me, but with a dramatic sense to it. I thought it was great how you took just one event and turned it into a ...

That was wonderful. I couldn't tell who wrote what. "Now you are flocking to hellbent angels pleading for forgiveness, some kind of redemption for what can not be unspoken. It ...

gosh people! can't you say something !?h

Thanks Liz! I fixed the changes...sounds better now.

Yes! I'm nominated. At first I didn't even know I was on there...

It was really cute I guess I could say. I didn't really find a lot of emotion...just a soft neatly put together piece of work. It's not really my style, ...

I'm being transparent here... "Somehow, I thought we would stay the same forever, like in eighth grade when you used to make fun of my clothes or in ninth when ...

NOTE: this poem sucks...i know. but a friend of my friend's hung himself in his back yard and i wrote this for him. strong critquing is needed...i would really love ...

you cup your hands when Mysteries rain down. let's play detective before they run away slipping through your fingers and giving way to gravity falling upon a cracked and chipped ...

Did I read this already? Seems like I did. Anyway, it was emo, mediocre whatever you wanna call it. All that jazz. But you still managed to get away from ...

The title alone was cliche...reminded me of the ever-so-overrated Judy Blume book "Hello God it's Me Margaret." I like almost didn't read it. It seemed broken in places and I'm ...

When I read "[and phone booths]" I started thinking about that song by Death Cab for Cutie called Phonebooths. And this poem reminded me of it. I must say, Brad. ...