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Ah wow, I remember writing poems like this. Personally, I believe that political poetry is always difficult to pull off and I would suggest that this needs a little work. ...

The rhyming in the first stanza was weak, but up until it got to the fourth line, I was very much so intrigued. A simpleton once tricked himself And thought ...

Hey Brad, I loved this. I think this poem is wonderful. From my understanding, the speaker is looking at old photographs, back when Grandma looked young and pretty. Grandpa's appearence ...

Reams of papers, covered in darkling texts, they scream. Shouldn't there have been a semi-colon after "texts?" Compared to some of your other recent works, I would have to say ...

A cliche topic but not at all cliche in the way it was written A few dead spots here and there but enough good material to make up for it. ...

I love the way this was written but it was kind of vague. I think if I understood what it was about I would have enjoyed it twice as much. ...

The only problem I had with this...between Chapter One and Two is some of the one-word dialogue was somewhat blunt. And for me, it made it hard to follow at ...

When I first started reading it, I was like "Oh God, here we go." But once you got to the dialogue I was immediately pulled in. I'm not sutre what ...

Yes, please stay away from the cliches. And don't be afraid to get out of the box...this was very restricting. Don't go by what some book or poem you read ...

This reminds me of something that I wrote. I'm not sure if that's a compliment or not but I love the opening stanza/line/whatnot. Mostly because well, it seems true. It ...

I agree with Jack..."bruises" was a bit blunt. However, I really loved the poem...I actually thought it picked up when you got to the last stanza, except for this part: ...

"Sweet fountain splashing him He lip-folds me into corners Lashing, cat-like (tire like) This is anger Burned within his chest plate A knight in shining armor And a kingly second-rate" ...

I was loving it up until this: "howling into noon-time suns with unsharpened, unthrusted knives, getting roped, dragged off by a dusty Brain locked away, " I loved the imagery, ...

Oh God... those few minutes, I seriously fell in love with was like I knew him. Weird. And, I hate death..I really do, but I love the bitter sweet way ...

I like the title, actually..cliche as it is. I really liked this though, I only wished it was longer. This sounded really emo: "In this life, I have accrued the ...