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untitled I don't want to play this game- It isn't any fun. Take a deep breath, ...and put down the gun. I know you are feeling scared, ...and under attack I love you so much, and I got your back. I don't know why this happens, or how it comes on so fast. I just know if we wait it out- It's going to pass. Lets lay you down, and I'll pull the shades. You'll scream and cry, until it fades. I need you now, to put the gun away, and know tomorrow will be a brand new day. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2011-04-02 18:03:07
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.60000
Hi Christine,
Bold content written with no forced rhyme to whom ever may feel despair to this level.
Really enjoyed the format, and the soothing of one's soul at the end of this piece.
Very nicely done, I enjoyed this poem a lot.
blessings,
Deni