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Post by Tania on Apr 26, 2004 23:26:25 GMT -5
I don’t do petty I don’t do lies I don’t do knifing Someone who is innocent To survive I don’t do b*tchy I don’t do spite You may think You have the right I don’t want to be Part of the Critique Whom that like to politic With two faced lies The group that cries and Moans Invariablely ends Alone. Tana
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Post by T.J. Barber on Apr 26, 2004 23:51:15 GMT -5
Hey, this one was very good. I enjoyed this piece very much. It's raw and attitude made it irresistable to the eyes. Great job, Tj
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Post by bloodredtears on Apr 28, 2004 0:09:52 GMT -5
i really loved the first for lines...this poem had an intersting shape and even more interesting subject matter...good job!
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Hunter
Virtuoso
Fallen Angel
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Post by Hunter on Apr 29, 2004 4:56:11 GMT -5
Good.
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Eclipse
Apprentice
It's not a matter of luck, it's just a matter of time.
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Post by Eclipse on Apr 29, 2004 20:31:25 GMT -5
a unique form and flowing rhyme. i enjoyed it. ^.^
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