| Critical Analysis #1 |
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Regret |
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IsGona Senior Member
since 2000-07-14
Posts 723
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wish she knew how much I loved her how much I cared wish she could have seen past the mirrors the smoke I blew at her why couldn't I show my love how come I hid it from her why was I so afraid what did I have to fear she use count on me but now to her I don't even count maybe I feared getting hurt ironicly, the regret hurts more than any person could ever hurt me I guess you live and learn but I feel I may have missed my chance to live |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
A very intense placement of some heart felt words... Some corrections that you might want to make would be: to change "she use count..." to "she used to count..."; "ironicly" to "ironically"; and since the jest of the poem is about love, perhaps the last word shouid also be love instead of life. just an opinion, Bob <>< |
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Ron
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-05-19
Posts 8669Michigan, US |
This poem has been posted in multiple forums. If you'd like to reply to it, please do in the Teen forum. |
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