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Tue May 10, 2005 7:22 pm
Darkmoon158 says...



I wrote this poem for school and my teacher thought it was very powerful so I decided to see what you guys thought.

People falling all around me,
Soldiers telling me this is how it should be.

Suddenly I hear a faint cry,
One of an infant ready to die.

But that is when I know,
That it is time for me to go.

Yet I can not,
For the fence keeps me locked,

Inside forever.
For now I will let the blood drip from my fingers...
  





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Tue May 10, 2005 7:26 pm
Armadian says...



Very powerful and I liked this alot.
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Tue May 10, 2005 8:00 pm
deleted6 says...



truly brillant and powerful it would maby be good for a short song maby :idea: :idea: :idea: :D
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Wed May 11, 2005 5:21 am
Snoink says...



Ugh...

I like the color black. Black, black black. It's much easier on the eyes.

Anyways, the poem is interesting, but it feels too short, as if the idea hasn't been expanded on enough.
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Thu May 12, 2005 6:02 am
antigone says...



This is good. You might want to try a version on the same idea but without the rhymes; it seems like maybe you could say more if you didn't feel compeled to make it rhyme. And a little longer maybe. Overall though it was powerful, and I liked it alot. Nice job.
  








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