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But I will never forgive her, even if she is my mother." She cried. What!? Ahh, so sudden! And then Ryan suddenly is okay with Violet being his girlfriend! And ...

Oh my gosh, what?! That's so strange. If Sato, the person Ryan is supposedly committed to, doesn't want him to kill her mother, he'll do it anyway, but if Violet, ...

Oh wow! This is pretty intense. But one thing is really puzzling me. If her parents don't care for Sato, why would they try to protect her or get revenge ...

Hmm! I'm finally back on this series for review day, dark! Happy to have you on my team again, too. :) So this is what I'm wondering as I finish ...

I love the experimentation in this work. I love the rawness of it; it feels like it someone is just sitting there, at the other side of my kitchen table, ...

Hey there! So, obviously the formatting came out a little wonky, right? Sorry about that! But it was still understandable with your M-dashes (--). Do you intend to keep those ...

Hey, Polinka! I'm pretty interested in this story! I like the character that you've set up, of this trader in a trading city that trades just because he/she really likes ...

And here I am with your second review-gift, Redbird! What I really like about this poem is the clarity of your message. I know exactly what you want to say ...

Hey, Redbird! I'm here as your Secret Santa~ The first big question I have is "What on earth is this poem about!?" When I was in the best class I ...

Hey, Rainn. Sorry you had to wait all review-day long to post this. I'm glad you happened upon inspiration, though. It's not always at hand, right? So, I like the ...

Hey now, hey now, don't leave a poem that was building so strongly with something as dismissive as "but I don't care". You can carry this poem to the end. ...

Okay, first of all, I didn't like the disclaimer you put to introduce your poem. You dismissed a core of your readership rather meanly saying, "Don't ask if you don't ...

I like what this poem wants to say. It wants to tackle the idea that even in a single motion, a single vision there is so much we don't register ...

hey hey HEY! I love the opening smoothness of this poem. You picked a buttery color and combined it with the texture of flower petals, to bring life and crispness ...

Hey, Lyssiekins! So, I don't usually like seeing the stereotypical guy smoking in his room and "washing the taste down" with something else bad for his body like gin. Because ...