The very first stanza...I thought you were doing a poem on break-up. But this defiantely isn't about someone dumping their other half. Losing someone that meant alot to you, it's a hardship that, unfortunately, strikes those we care about the most and for no apparent reason.
Not best? You have the right to state this of course, and I judge mine the same. Yet, I know they are all... pieces of my self. Review if you will, times that are spent. In the real deal! You, Manda. Laughing, crying, peeing your pants in terror with the stuff of life. Right at your door. This piece, about a death. A closeness to the soul, all souls. You miss. The pissed off tragedy
of it all. All genuine.. and all.
You...
I believe you, here. I feel that pain, the anxious fear of looking in at stupid a*s death. The nights, you still recall and love... your friend!
It is straightforward caring. I love the format you use and, it really point to your true feelings. Given with Grace... hope for all that care for those suffering and close, to that all too unbelievable recourse. To end it!
Forget that. Hang on...
We love your presence even when we can't stand, your Bullshit!
I've said this to many people already and a friend point out. The [image] button in editing. Trip back an see, what I've done with it. I believe that you are entertaining the reader with all of you. Art I feel will help extend that feel. Let's take full use of our Artistic pursuits here on WritersCafe. Show other sites how we here ... DO IT! And, do it. Well. With flair, an taste...
Go Girl.
I like this composition. It's complete.
It's you Manda, nice. As I say to every one: Write on / Right on...
Romon on Review 05/14/10. Good read! ...Ro... Peace.
Hello! My names Manda. I am 24 years of age and have an Associate of Arts degree. I am a former National Honors Society member and am hoping to continue my education by starting my Bachelors degree in.. more..