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insomnia in dreamland 2006-04-24 ch 1,	terrible angst and sadness in this. regretful and disturbing all at once. it made me want to cry with the powerful emotions displayed. lovely, just lovely. might i add a tip though to perhaps begin to display poems separately though. i completely understand why you would want these poems to be together, i just think you may get more reviews on each seperate poem than if they were together. just a suggestion though. lovely work.♥
a lonely september 2006-02-10 ch 28,	as stupid as it is, 'dan' really got to me, it's such a sad poem, because i feel the pain that's so perfectly hidden. god, it sounds so **.
not sure yet 2006-02-09 ch 20,	so very sweet, charming even, well done
not sure yet 2006-02-09 ch 1,	sadful, muchly like the scrunched up image
Moonlight Tigress 2006-02-07 ch 31,	so true... i loved these poems... especially the one about your ex... :)
Rovandin 2006-02-02 ch 27,	Yeah I am self critical. I did go a little over board. Thanks for the review. I like the complex yet powerful hate/love thing going on.
hoowdoideletethisaccount 2006-02-01 ch 5,	5: Icy Fire Corny? No way, man! I think this is my favourite poem so far. It reads like lyrics; it has a gentle rhythm, a subtle feeling to it, a gentle expression. I like it very much. "Wait for me."
hoowdoideletethisaccount 2006-02-01 ch 4,	4: Theory Yeah, I concur. On some level. It's totally true that love is disappointing and will let you down, for sure, even the best and finest and truest kind of love- earthly love, that is. Of course it depends on your views of faith and religion and God: but I do believe in a perfect Love.
hoowdoideletethisaccount 2006-02-01 ch 3,	3: They Say This is a swirl of emotion and reflection. It's like you're disenchanted, but you want to believe; you want to say "yeah! I'm loving; I see the endless value in life!", and yet it just doesn't seem real. -And here we are, afraid to ‘Err’ / There you are, your life a planned trainride.- For some reason, when I read that, I thought it said "a planned trainwreck." heheh -Wiping a tear, they say, / “To be great is to be misunderstood”.- Ah yes. We're all misunderstood. (I certainly think that's true, to a certain extent. How do we know who another person REALLY is? How do we know what goes on in the deepest recesses of themselves?) Anyway, a thought-provoking poem.
hoowdoideletethisaccount 2006-02-01 ch 2,	2: Forgotten Soul I don't think this sucks at all. I wasn't even courageous enough to try writing poetry in grade five, I just wrote crappy stories. ;) -Her hair of the sun becomes ragged / Will no one care- I love those lines, especially because they're part of the opening; part of what introduces us to this piece. Hair of the sun-I picture that as golden hair that is fading and wilting; and I hear "will no one care?" as a question, plaintive and faint, pleading. -A pillow is a great friend / To catch your tears, and comfort you when wanted / Never telling a soul- Heheh. That's like my cat. I've cried on him so many times. And he lies still and looks at me understandingly, and never tells anyone. (How can anyone not adore cats... ??) -No one can save her. / The sun has set and fallen.- That's so sad. :( I hate to hear this kind of hopelessness. I hate it when people give up. I want people to realize that there's always another chance- always. That last line was particularly effective. It kinda sums up the deep sadness and the lost, bewildered tone of this whole poem.
KonekOniko 2006-01-29 ch 1,	My...This was written at 5th grade? Very impressive for such a young age. Heh, so many people are suprised to see how kids really feel on the inside.
a lonely september 2006-01-26 ch 27,	wow this is one of the greatest ones in here, honestly. i love it when things like that happen. it happens quite a bit with me, since im random and ** up, but yeah.
Moonlight Tigress 2006-01-26 ch 27,	hmm... yes... words are like weapons, so ive recently learnt.. brilliantly described... i can almost see this taking place...
hoowdoideletethisaccount 2006-01-13 ch 1,	1: Shattered. You wrote this in grade 5? Whoah. This is very sad. It breaks my heart that someone would feel this hopeless, especially one so young, with their whole life still ahead of them. I really do believe that we always have a choice- other people may hurt us and abuse us and cripple us, but ultimately, it's up to us whether we surrender. I liked the last lines the best. "I look at my mirror / And it shatters / All the pieces at my feet / My reflection stares back knowingly / And my razor falls to the floor" Do I detect a hopefulness there? She realized there was something left, so she dropped her razor? Or it could be even an incredible irony- the pieces of glass on the floor show her image now, and she throws the razor down onto her image, cursing it. Hm. I like the imagery, regardless. This was an interesting poem Thanks for reviewing mine, by the way. I'll try and make it back before too long, to read some more of your poetry.
in theory 2006-01-13 ch 11,	Strange. It's like your acknowledging horror, and just shrugging its creepyness away. bizarre, and compelling.

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