Please don't show your true self if it's a reflection of your poetry...3

i almost don't wanna see that last sentence. i thought is was perfect up until that ummm. think on that then i'll come back and vote later, but i'll probably will give it a ten, just for the last stanza alone(not including last sentence) read that bad boy ten times out loud by itself. lol. strong strudel filler batman. how well do you know razorgrin.?

last 6 lines...been there, done that. that is also the precise reason they are my favorite ending lines EVER...except for the end of fight club.

merry christmas. your poetry is getting stronger.the poets life, his calling, is to the 'struggle', to the 'word'. god was a poet, and we are all god through that gift. the gift of communication for a better sense of what it means to be 'here'. you were born a poet. we all were.H

there is something to be said for anyone that can write the music along with the song. hell, even elton john can't do that.

if i had the time, i'd try to figure out who is about...or if it is about. what am i talking about?

besides the whole death thing, the flashbacks tend to remind me of what i did...well, today. and yesterday. and next weekend, pending the new job's drug testing policies. how much longer can i revel in my youth?

i still have a hard time appreciating haikus, but anything that reminds me of dr. tad winslow gets my highest mark.

putting the words love and safe together in the same sentence can have deadly consequences. but still, i must admit to this once again striking a chord in my brain. i shall now depart, leaving this place after repaying your kind words for me by leaving my fucking five votes.

Hijole this is a piece of shit! Mainly because there are some terrific ideas forsaken by pompous look-at me-I'm-an-originalisms. You have made your thingy here completely in-accessible, congradulations. Too bad you can't use your abilities for making even the slightest sense. Try, it not all that uncool.

this is tight now.don't change it anymore, you are finding honesty and humor much more at your disposal i see. good, that's an unarguable foundation. now comes title strengthening with a high octane dose of subject upon style relation improvement. your gonna peak within the next year, and when you do. you'll laugh with me about the nines. i enjoy your work, and it makes me feel very good in more ways than i bet you'd believe that you trust me. a poets death is earned and remembered his/her birth, an accident divine.'

I'm not DARK ANGEL you pretentious British fag. I must say your poem is funny yet you're not. Here's a lolipop...shove it up your ass...8

Good God, the cruelty!

"DARK ANGEL?? YOU THINK PEOPLE FIND THAT CRAP FUNNY? YOUR HUMOUR IS LIKE DAVID GEST'S FACE" ha ha lol. move everything you said about yourself to horus's stanza leaving in the drugs to maintain the truth and respect that this poem deserves. the rest of the stanzas are a waste, but i will give you a BACHIAN SWAGGER AWARD for consistantly 'hoofing' it up! i left my crack pipe and my favourite gold plaTED midget in your garage, could you mail them back to me..first class? thanks..by the way, i met the heir of the frito olay fortune last night in laguna. she's looking for a new amanuensif. i recommended you.

Wow you sure seem preoccupied with me and my body. 7 for flattery, or in your case fattery.i

I think your love is my cousin, Ruby...a 280lbs sex phone operator. Give her a call 1900Lick

bill hicks. thats all i have to say.

Yup - 10

shit, i feel like downloading qbasic.

for all of but 4 seconds this made me forget about using my computer for porn, and thats saying a lot. that is all...i hate typing with my feet.