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| Reviewed by Gary Gebert |
2/18/2006 |
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Reminded me of a few scenes in Van Helsing where the Werewolf tears off the human flesh to become the monster. I sense some anger is being directed to someone or thing. Cool write Lady.
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| Reviewed by Jeff Mason |
2/17/2006 |
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| Sometimes what passes as "malevolence at rest" is in reality only the beginning of the true feast. Your words always fill me, yet leave me hungry for more. -- Jeff |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
2/17/2006 |
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oh my, Danielle! That graphic is enough to give one nightmares!;-)
This is a superb dark poem that gives me the same chills the pic does. Are you trying to keep me awakw all night;-)? JK! Great work!
Love,
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
2/17/2006 |
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Danielle,
Good gracious, I love this write! That drawing only increases the strength of your words--well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by William DeVault |
2/17/2006 |
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| So true, so true... |
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| Reviewed by Bobbi Duffy |
2/17/2006 |
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Wow! This is great!
Bobbi |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
2/17/2006 |
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| Not me Felix, I am pure as the driven snow. Uh, that's three-old-day snow after it has been driven on, sloshed around in and generally become sloppy and nasty stuff. THAT'S me alright. Good. |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
2/17/2006 |
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Ditto Felix!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
2/17/2006 |
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Ithink we all have that beast lurking in the shadows of our self conscious somewhere. Well captured idea and vivid images conjured up with this one.
Felix |
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