by Kaitlin Kristina Jul 29, 2005
category :
Life, society /
other
A promise now broken, cast against words once meant. A background of good intentions foreshadows insecurities; amidst tempered contention. “Please don’t beg me not to leave, I’ll do what I must despite your plead.†Make it harder, rub salt in my wound, self inflicted, misconstrued. |
by Justin
Good job, I liked your choice of rhyming and the words you chose, you did a good job, i liked it alot, 5/5 |
by Kevin
I don't dig this Kaitlin. It reads to me like you are still totally caught up in the swell of this piece..and have not the emotional or mental distance to make this idea a good piece of writing. |
by Ben
hey, good poem. i dont really know what to say, but nice work, keep it up |
This is really good, i think i can relate xxxx |