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Com hom Alason, way mayis yawo Yawo prawblay hayv ay faynsay haws bae thau oshin, Buit way wawnt yaw byak Saw com hom Alason, Way'yul bayk yawo ay cayk

Very anti-normal. I don't necessarily agree with with what is said in this poem, But it sounds like the "Father" is trying to lead the "son" on the wrong path. ...

Wow that is amazing. I really liked this. I especially liked your hidden reference to the statue of liberty. Good job. You could however, improve it by condensing, and therefore ...

The moon at noon Is a commodity and an oddity That is my opinion on the moon at this present date. As to your poem, I liked how it was ...

This poem was very free-flowing and confused. You are good at poetic verse. Congratz at the decision to keep writing! Why ever would you want to stop?

Clarity Pyramid HATE Loathing abhorrence Breathing hard, fists clenched I bare my teeth at them daring them to come forward. "End discrimination. Hate all" Etheree Sweet scent of expensive perfume ...

Come angels. Comfort and help your love. I Need the help To live. Can Nothing Life save? No. Save life, Nothing can Help The Need To live I Love your ...

Thanks for your comments.

Watch the grammar that wasn't very good and it distracts from the flow of the poem its like going on and on even though there is a natural pause such ...

The reason I added all the smileys is because this was originally a story told verbally, with much facial expression to spice it up and make it more interesting. Without ...

Thanks everyone, This is one of my favorite stories of all time. It seems like everyone else likes it too. :D If possible, I would like even more feed-back.

When I was about 6 years old, I was a very hyper child. I ran around a lot at recess. I chased others, I was chased, and I even chased ...

A good attempt on a very complex poem. Needs some work. lovely. Sounds as if the young girl is in the Great Plains

I like you. You can defend yourself. And I am glad you have no wish to retaliate. Mature. That being said: I still don't think this poem was in any ...

In my esteemed opinion fiction903 is full of beans. This poem was scary without talking of death. It was sad without talking of heartbreak. Wow.