ah, you, me, and our mutual disdain for the "handcuffed prisoners of good intentions." what's a girl to do these days? Something I think is funny is that you must not have noticed "**" buried in my "worth" poem. I think it all ties back to that conversation the other day. look again. LOL BTW, you know that I love this poem, right?

I love your use of all the colors and the words in other languages. This was an absolutely beautiful poem.

I love that word, 'incommunicado'.

This was fantastic! I love you how you used the different languages, and it was written beautifully! Please continue to write and update as soon as possible! "..I scratch myself with safety pins, and cut myself with knives. I carve my name into your heart, and your initials on my thihs..." --Tears

Amazing! I love the use of foreign languages in this poem and wow, I am just blown away by this. It's beautiful.