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I saw you hanging
from that rope
upon the apple tree.
I know it's much to late
to ask questions at this point.
I thought you loved mne dearly
as much as i loved you.
But now it seems where over
Until we meet in heaven
were things can start again.
Just belive and you will acheive!




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There are quite a few typos in this piece.

I thought you loved mne dearly
as much as i loved you.
But now it seems where over


I feel it lacked emotion. It could become quite a powerful piece if a bit more expression was added. As it is, I cannot feel the narrators grief, sadness, regret etc. A bit more work is needed
Bright is the ring of words
When the right man rings them,
Fair the fall of songs
When the singer sings them.
Still they are carolled and said -
On wings they are carried-
After the singer is dead
And the maker buried.

Robert Louis Stevenson




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I know it's much to late
too
were things can start again.
where

It was a bit rushed, so it was hard to get anything from it. I sort of liked it, because of the simplicity. If you expanded it any more, it would seem too much.




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I like how each stanza half-way rhymes with the one before it. It gives it a nice flow, like a curvy line, or ripples. If that makes sense, lol.

It could be a lot better if you read it through in search of typos, but apart from that, its really great!



Thou call'dst me a dog before thou hadst cause. But, since I am a dog, beware my fangs.
— Shylock, The Merchant of Venice