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My aim is for this not be your standard child abuse poem. I am hopeful it will be different. Any suggestions/criticism? I welcome it gladly!

I open my eyes And look to the stars “Who am I?” I ask “But a jumble of scars.” Abuse and trauma A portrait of my life My broken heart ...

Well, it was certainly interesting, but I have to agree with the others. It just didn't have a feeling. It didn't make you think or feel something. It was just... ...

I thought this was really neat. It didn't really flow in my opinion and some of the lines that seemed as if they should be together were broken apart. I ...

Alright, I edited it That should be a little better

This is a true story I wrote about when a thunderstorm rolled over me. I used to be deathly afraid of him and they still do frighten me. Hope you ...

Thunderstorm On the interstate one dismal afternoon All seemed too peaceful and quiet The swollen clouds rolled and churned The smell of rain enriched the heavy air The gray sky ...

I thought it was pretty good. It was definitely a touching story, but I think it could use more description to make the meaning more clear and more powerful. Also, ...

I thought that was really neat. In pain, we learn. It is very true. The rhyming was smooth which was nice. It was beautiful and short. It could use a ...

Thank you for your criticism, nickelpickle and thank you Sam for your encouragement. I already love this place. At the old writer's place I was at, there was next to ...

This is my first post, so I am very clueless as to what this is all about. I would be honored if someone could comment on this... or is that ...

The City of Time Rusted bells clang together in bitter defeat The cold and desolate bell tower Rolling waves roar against the weeping docks Churning and coiling in the wrenching ...