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jolene15

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  • Dramatic Poetry Re: LOst....

    thanks

    Jul 8, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Perfect world

    Wow I liked it but the begin kinda confused me a little bit.

    Jul 2, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: The Great Wall Of China

    I like it a lot.

    Jun 23, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Bleed my love for you

    That sounded really sad and really amazing please keep wrighting.

    Jun 23, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Society

    Really nice poem I like it.

    Jun 23, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Silly Me

    Wow u already have a lot of reply's your famous lol anyways i really like your poem

    Jun 23, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: War Never changes

    WOW i really like this its really good.

    Jun 23, 2011
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Child of misfortune

    Its really good but it is kinda confusing at the beginning, other then that great job.

    Jun 22, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: LOst....

    Thanks and okay its not one of my best but i posted it on here such to see what people would say i wrote it when i was 12.

    Jun 20, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Why Didn't I Listen?

    Its a good poem I like it.

    Jun 20, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: I Am Dark, But There Is Hope

    This is amazing and very good I like it

    Jun 20, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Write

    I like it but this part kinda confused me with the second I...I can speak but I don't have a voice I can sleep but I don't have dreams...I think ...

    Jun 20, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: I don't know HELP

    Its okay thanks I will change that now

    Jun 20, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Ghost

    Nice poem I liked it

    Jun 20, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: I don't know HELP

    Am I going against fate and destiny? because I cant get you out of my mind, after you broke my heart so many times, you said you cared, but you ...

    Jun 20, 2011


When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.
— Dean Jackson