by Em
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Michael, you little gem you. |
by Mr. Darcy
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Thanks Em. Unrequited love is the worst! |
by Phil
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So I saw Ems comment on this and thought wow, I have to read though I guess I already had with that wonderful comment but yes you are right trying to claw your way through that stone heart will only end in you needing plasters for those scathed fingers. |
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I like the layout very artistic as always Mr. Michael |
by Brenda
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Michael, this is quite the syntuit.The title was intriguing and then it was quite a loop when I read it. So much truth in trying to hold on to a love that is already gone. One slip and you are freefalling. Well done- |
by Ingrid
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Dear Michael, |
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Yes, there are some people in the world who acts like this. |
by Ben Pickard
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Hello Michael |
by Mr. Darcy
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Thanks Ben, everyone. I think these short pieces are the product of spending too much time in my car. |
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This is wonderful. So much in so few words that make mountains out of rocks loved it Millyx |
by Jamie
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I really enjoyed this poem. As always even though this is an older poem, you told a great story from three short lines, and metaphors. |
by Mr. Darcy
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Thanks, Jamie. Love of another is the rock. If a person doesn't live you, it'd best not to cling to them. |