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Posted by - 06-05-22-04:14 PM
Poem does not meet the intended iambic pentameter its writer intended--none of the lines are such.
The story line is nonsensical, and tries to gush poetic style where none exists.
Posted by Ms. Persa - 09-30-20-08:09 PM
09-29-20-03:29 AMMr. Ghost Stories Wrote: Interesting stuff here. i like it a lot.

So true
Posted by Mr. Ghost Stories - 09-30-20-07:53 PM
09-30-20-03:56 PMMs. Persa Wrote: a strange poem, good job :)

thanks
Posted by Ms. Persa - 09-30-20-07:49 PM
09-29-20-03:29 AMMr. Ghost Stories Wrote: Interesting stuff here. i like it a lot.

this is very good, I agree
Posted by Ms. Persa - 09-30-20-05:33 PM
09-29-20-03:29 AMMr. Ghost Stories Wrote: Interesting stuff here. i like it a lot.

I agree with you
Posted by Mr. Ghost Stories - 09-30-20-04:01 PM
09-30-20-03:56 PMMs. Persa Wrote: a strange poem, good job :)

thanks for the comment
Posted by Ms. Persa - 09-30-20-03:56 PM
a strange poem, good job :)
Posted by Lost_Coast - 09-29-20-04:13 AM
09-29-20-03:29 AMMr. Ghost Stories Wrote: Interesting stuff here. i like it a lot.

not bad.
Posted by Lost_Coast - 09-29-20-04:04 AM
09-29-20-04:03 AMMr. Ghost Stories Wrote:
09-29-20-03:29 AMMr. Ghost Stories Wrote: Interesting stuff here. i like it a lot.

yep, sure is.

mee too.
Posted by Mr. Ghost Stories - 09-29-20-04:03 AM
09-29-20-03:29 AMMr. Ghost Stories Wrote: Interesting stuff here. i like it a lot.

yep, sure is.
Posted by Mr. Ghost Stories - 09-29-20-03:29 AM
Interesting stuff here. i like it a lot.
Posted by Lost_Coast - 06-30-20-12:44 PM
Never write poetry for those like me,
not tomorrow, or when in deep sorrow.

But your heart will always remember me,
tonight, tomorrow, just not forever.

Never express your loving words for me,
not tomorrow, or when in deep sorrow.

But let the breeze rest against your cheek,
as you daydream under the summer oak tree.

Never write poetry for those like me,
but think of me when you write the last verse.