The emotion was great, but the way you constructed it wasn't great. All the rhymes were just too forced. Just work on weaving stanzas together and you'll be great.
Okay, thanks everyone, but this piece wasn't really going to go any where from the start. It was just a quickie, you know?
No where to run...baby let's hide. Take her in your arms on a chilling winter's night. Watch the stars twinkle and glisten. Know that you've found the one person that will listen. ~*(ME)*~
'Hush, hush!' I whispered; 'people can have many cousins and of all sorts, Miss Cathy, without being any the worse for it; only they needn't keep their company, if they be disagreeable and bad. — Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
