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Post by alexeiogrodov on Nov 28, 2005 20:26:27 GMT -5
Nothing is for sure. And no one can be trusted. This world is a trap. All people are disaster.
There is no peace for me There is no time to borrow. I am afraid to breathe There will be no tomorrow.
The place is full of threat; It comes from every corner. I am a miserable human pet, Pathetic, little mourner.
Should I ask you for help? I don't feel like I need it. The world is the bigger hell And no one wants to heal it!
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Post by jessiree on Nov 28, 2005 20:31:02 GMT -5
i can relate i really lke the line "i am a miserable human pet" it was very clever
keep writing and i'll keep reading ~jess
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Post by alexeiogrodov on Nov 28, 2005 20:36:19 GMT -5
Another deal has been struck... I will read and you will read... LOL Alex
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Post by *GoThIc_FairY* on Nov 28, 2005 20:57:51 GMT -5
Hey! I really liked this poem.. i could feel parts i could relate to - Job well done!
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Post by jessiree on Nov 28, 2005 21:01:26 GMT -5
DEAL there buddy i wonder how many more we will strike
lol any more?
~jess
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Post by alexeiogrodov on Dec 1, 2005 20:47:15 GMT -5
It depends on free time... mine and yours... Unfortunatly, I've been busy to go through your poems critically but I'm going to do it on weekend... Patience is a virtue... LOL Alex
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