Hey write your comments on what you think of my poems

GR8!

I know this sounds alittle slow, but I know what ur talking about.

I had a few friends like that. And the true is that if they can't change for you, dump them.

Hey can't be any good. And i LOVE the poem.

Devils in disguise - like the Indians say, "white man talks with forked tongue"

So called friends are the worst, they do and say all the right things, that is, until they show their true colours. As you say, b.tches!

I just hope I am not among the others!