| Reviews for Figment |
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romanticvomitx 12/4/04 . chapter 1wow. thats almost how i feel. vary good. *gives banana and nods head* good job. |
FairyKun 4/28/02 . chapter 1Poor thing! I feel sorry for the unwanted! :( peace/love |
blake8 3/11/02 . chapter 1Umm... |
StellarOvrU 3/5/02 . chapter 1this reminds me of that book Flowers For Algernon. that story is so sad! i like the idea of figment and the monologue. |
erisedilla 2/27/02 . chapter 1I like |
Glass November 2/25/02 . chapter 1Thought provoking. I find it quite fitting and realistic...I know the feelings, though I am not sure if that's a good thing or not. Keep writing! |
A.J.Peart 2/19/02 . chapter 1It's always interesting for me to read someone else's words and suddenly get an idea for what they might have meant. Of course, you can never be sure unless asking, but that never matters; all that matters is what we get for ourselves. I see conformity in this poem, something I tend to avoid, being my own person and all, which usually segregates me. All this, I see in the six stanzas of your poem and, along with the little bit of irony I see, opens new ideas to me that I either haven't thought of or haven't let myself think of. Something like that. Thanks! |
Amaris 2/8/02 . chapter 1 That's pretty good. It's not morbid anymore! yay! I like your poems much better like this. Anyway keep writing and one day when you're famous I'll be like...yea...I knew her. |
Yuurei 2/5/02 . chapter 1 Mobidity!(Ack, forgot the "r") coming back again! Me likes the "merely a shell w/o my pearl" part. Kewlioliolioliolioliolio! Kawaisou na seibutsu (literally translated "poor creature"). Tell me when you have your new poems up, OK? |
takichan 1/7/02 . chapter 1oooh, i like it, especially the part about "I am begging the wind to ruffle me, to throw me away" very nice! |
Meghanna Starsong 1/3/02 . chapter 1Wow. *blink blink* That's one heck of a depressing poem. It's absolutely, positively true! Everyone tries to blend in too much. When someone is different...your poem explains what happens. , |