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  • Lyric Poetry Re: Make this Last Forever (Hallelujah Sequel)

    HI aestar101 I'm new to the reviewing game so let's work together however after reading this, i see a part of me in your writing style that i forgot about. ...

    Apr 7, 2008
  • Lyric Poetry Re: Broken Dreams

    I don't know, for me, this was a refreshing intake of that stuff we all need to breathe... air. That's it, air. most of the poems I've read on here ...

    Apr 7, 2008


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien