This was...inCREDible. Like...I'm STUNNED. Enchilada, you never told me you could write poetry! Damn. Like...DAMN.

Dude, I printed out this poem and showed it to my two lunch buddies, and they were awestruck. And I told them how friggin' jealous I was that you could write so FERKIN' AWESOME POSSUM-ly because you're younger than me! :P. And then they laughed. At me. :P. Yay.

But really, Carly, this was absolutely stunning. It was so strong, from beginning to end, and I especially liked the ending, because by that time, I totally forgot the title was discussing listening to someone breathe, and in the end, it was repeated, and I was all "...Oh YEAH!". It was chouette and eight faces.

All in all: lovely, lovely, lovely. WOW. *is astonished by your excessive talent* ...*is cursing under her breath about how amazing you are* ...*is muttering insanely about the MASTA MIND*