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Comment by: Juan2 - 2006-10-09 18:40
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Ahh, angst. A familiar topic to many and this is a poem I'm sure a lot of people can relate to.
A few typos:
"Enflict" = Inflict
"And end to this misery" = An end to this misery
"Threw another season" = Through another season
I also don't think you need that comma in the last line. |
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| So powerful - sometimes the world feels like its against us, but why must we feel sorry for ourselves? Great poem for reflection! |
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Comment by: PANDORA - 2006-06-06 20:19
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| "why me"? I think we sometimes put ourself in a situation where in the end we know we will be asking ourself that question. I am guilty of it too. I do not know why good things happen to bad people and bad things happen to good people. |
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| very good. this is a nearly impossible question answer, but the preponderence of it is what truly matters. if one does not ask, one will never know. |
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I think we all can relate to this, wondering once or twice or in our entire life why is this happening to us and not to someone else, and will we make it through?
Great poem. Loved it! |
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