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  • Lyrics Re: A Dream for You

    This song has the same tune and chords as "Waltz for a Night" by Julie Delpy. The lyrics however, are original. A Dream for You I close my eyes and ...

    May 12, 2010
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Someone to Love

    What morals have I? What values do I keep? Betrayal of ourselves and mind- can I be healed while I weep? I look into the horizon and I see nothing ...

    Feb 25, 2010
  • Lyric Poetry Re: Breathe

    It thought this a very thoughtful piece. I liked it. However, some words could be a bit more descriptive and just an overall better choice in language. This was also ...

    Feb 18, 2010
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Withered

    Good job. I really liked this. You have great images which jump out and grab you. :) A couple of things though: You say "sings" where it almost seems as ...

    Feb 18, 2010
  • Lyric Poetry Re: I'll Wait

    I am playing a game that you made for me. It is long and strenuous, but there is a prize I see. This game is of waiting, and for you ...

    Feb 18, 2010
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Choice

    To love and to hate. The words caress each other, intertwining in connection. A bond as one. Vibrations shake them until they collapse in a heap of contradictions. The "it's ...

    Feb 18, 2010
  • Other Poetry Re: A Strike of Light

    I liked it, but what did you end up failing to see? You never say it. You also use the word "see" twice. It had great rhythm though, and I ...

    Feb 13, 2010
  • Lyric Poetry Re: Keep Fighting

    Don't cry leatherneck for I can feel your pain. I am in the field of battle surrounded by the weak, the insane. Don't look away leatherneck for there is not ...

    Feb 13, 2010
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Cracking Ice

    Bittersweet wind, crisp stinging my face numb to the watery tears freezing on my rosy cheek. A step on cracked ice with a pother of snow around my bodice. I ...

    Feb 13, 2010


It is only a novel... or, in short, only some work in which the greatest powers of the mind are displayed, in which the most thorough knowledge of human nature, the happiest delineation of its varieties, the liveliest effusions of wit and humour, are conveyed to the world in the best-chosen language
— Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey