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Post by Giliathriel Alquasilme on Nov 3, 2004 9:15:04 GMT 10
Early morning with an innocent air i get out of bed and look out afar the beauty so breathtaking the birds, their song so sweet it makes me want to sing. I open my mouth, and out comes a croak it appears i just broke my windows i clean it up, and try again but after my china breaks, i just give up.
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Post by ara46 on Nov 3, 2004 11:43:58 GMT 10
I like your poem.my compliments
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Post by Giliathriel Alquasilme on Nov 5, 2004 10:30:36 GMT 10
thanks! *winks*
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Post by Caewýn Alquasilme on Nov 19, 2004 16:43:09 GMT 10
aww Gili, what a poignant piece of poetry threre freond min, the metaphor works very well, it is written in an interesting style and tone that gives the piece atmoshpere. Well done!
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Post by Giliathriel Alquasilme on Dec 9, 2004 12:51:02 GMT 10
thanks! *blushes*
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Post by Goldmoon on Dec 24, 2004 13:43:32 GMT 10
This thread has been closed. No more posting here.Please keep all poems to one thread as rule state. Thank you
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