Reviews for Time |
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![]() ![]() ![]() That's cute. I liked it for it's simplicity and pain. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Dwee...that was good! A wee bit confusing but good! Great work! ~ Little Dog Muse |
![]() ![]() ![]() Sorta confusing personally, but i think i got what it was saying. it's sad to say the least, but i love it. It's brilliant. |
![]() ![]() ![]() very good. i like it alot. you deserve to be one anyones fav list. damn good stuff. Zhao Zilong |
![]() ![]() aw i loved it! nice job with the rhyming.. didn't get all corny _ *sits n contemplates* i can't think of what else to say so.. for now i'll bid you good day! *chuckles* Galene |
![]() ![]() ![]() omg dis poem woz so bloody awesome! |
![]() ![]() ![]() very damn good. i love your stuff! |
![]() ![]() ![]() The poem itself exudes the mystique that you yourself are getting lost in the poem. You follow the lines until the end, but seemingly lose yourself in them, even as you are comprehending them. Great poem. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Beautiful poem, I loved the obsecure rhyming scheme :D |
![]() ![]() ![]() Yeah, time is a mysterious element. I suppose we'll never know everything about it. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Wow, you are really good! dont read any of my stuff cuz it sucks but u had better keep writing dude.. its awsome. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Intruging, very interesting and quite unique. It shows a lot and it tells much more. Keep on writing. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Me again...like I said before...I love your stuff (including the rhyming). It all flows so well. This one and 'Hurt' are my faves...keep on writing! ~-~RA~-~ |
![]() ![]() ![]() "If time could really heal all wounds, than time would be one's friend, but some wounds just grow over time, so time can also be one's enemy." That came to my mind reading this. It's really a wonderful poem and a well written piece of art! Love it! Cheers JadeFox |
![]() ![]() ![]() dose time heal. i would like to belive it dose but.. i belive we try and forget it all roll it up in a ball destory it, burn it,make it become nothing but air. and it will always be there. just in tiny peices of air. we say we got over it but that is not ture. when you think about it it still makes you blue. The Great Critic, red karla |