Even though you STILL haven't read mine, I decided to be nice and read yours. This poem was good, nice imagery,and good metaphors to go with them. Along with good emotional impact.

Nice work.

awe *dies inside* poor Daniellio. Jan Jan the cheerleading man is not worth your pain. But i know how hard it is to get over someone. I hope you feel better. And hey, look at it this way, Mr. Germany did help you create this moving piece of fabulous poetry write? Maybe you should channel all that pain into your writing and make a bizillion buckeroonies and shove it in his very good looking face!! *thinks* ((Inner monolouge)) K Marah, you are probably not being the most supportive friend you can be here. You need to be more sensitive of your better best buddy's feelings and not be trying to turn this into a momeny making thing. *pouts* Well it's true isn't it then? She could make a lot of money with this talent!! Isn't being a good friend also telling your friends when yo go for the gold and all that jazz? *rolls eyes* Marah, Marah, Marah, i don't know what i'm going to do with you. Danielle does not want a money making coach, she want's a shoulder to cry on, or rather, a window as the poem states. *scowls* oh yea!! Well at least i'm not cracking jokes at a time like this!! *looks shocked* Me, crack a joke? Who do you think i am, Marah? *nods dumbly* Well yeah. *shuts up* ((End inner monolouge)) Ok, remind me never to think again, it just causes problems. Loved the poem Danielle, gave me the teary eyed bit and everything. Fabulous job. Really, i still think the money making thing would work. ((Somewhere in the deep recesses of my mind)) YOu idiot!! She wants a shoulder to cry on!! *punches* Shut the frock up and leave me alone.