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Rage
Don't think that you're innocent,
Because frankly you're not,
You wind me up,
Till my veins start to knot.
You laugh and you talk,
And that makes me mad,
Don't get on my bad side
I'm not yours to joke at.
I'm not getting angry,
Because there's no point,
Why get angry over you?
You're just some silly child.
Haven't got your own way?
I haven't fallen to your game?
I'm stronger than you think
I didn't break to rage.
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Comment by: Min - 2006-06-26 12:55
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| I'm not sure the last line works. It doesn't sound as though you'd say it. |
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Comment by: Teri - 2006-06-26 05:20
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Don't think that your innocent,
Because frankly your not,
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Your just some silly child.
In each line above, "your" should be "you're".
Again, your emotions are right out in the open, and I commend you for this! You make the reader share in your feelings and mindset, and that takes true talent. Thanks for this, Sarah. :) |
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Comment by: - 2006-06-25 23:34
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| This is great work! You do so well with emotional poems, you might want to think about makin' a book of em and showing it to a teacher or publisher. They're that good! |
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