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| Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper |
10/10/2003 |
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| nicely expressed Erica. Dreams do come out this way sometimes and some of them scare the h out of you. But it was only a dream, back to reality. hugs G |
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| Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers |
10/10/2003 |
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| As empty as our dreams may seem to us, we can't allow ourselves to let go of them. When we do, it's all over. Great write Erica. Lisa |
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| Reviewed by Cheryl Sellers |
10/10/2003 |
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| very stong... a person cannot be other then who they are no matter how others try to shape them or their world.... good write |
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| Reviewed by na na (Reader) |
10/10/2003 |
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Oh boy Erica, what a pleasure to read a poem like this. Maybe it will always be a work in progress, as you reach for the stars and take them in your hand one by one; making beautiful poems for the world to read and enjoy. How I love your poetry! Bill
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| Reviewed by Lee Garrett |
10/10/2003 |
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| beutifully executed work. Profound and insightful. Sometimes, there's nothing else to do but change faces and start the journey of self again. |
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| Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson |
10/9/2003 |
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I do not know what to say....this piece is outstanding. Great, wonderful and outstanding.
Allen |
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| Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya |
10/9/2003 |
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| Erica...masterful write....gem!!!! |
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| Reviewed by Glenna Cancilla (Reader) |
10/9/2003 |
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Erica,
This is a wonderful write!
I loved it.
Thank you,
Glenna |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
10/9/2003 |
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Very deep touching write Erica!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
10/9/2003 |
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| Erica, This doesn't need any more work, it is gloriously complete! |
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| Reviewed by William Bonilla |
10/9/2003 |
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AN OUTSTANDING WRITE ... ERICA
EXCELLENT
WILLIAM |
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| Reviewed by Carolyn Red Bear (The Bear Paw) |
10/9/2003 |
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Erica, what a profound write....especially those last lines... don't think this could be changed.... excellent write...
In Spirit,
Bear |
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| Reviewed by Kate Clifford |
10/9/2003 |
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| This one goes deep. Great write! |
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| Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader) |
10/9/2003 |
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Erica,
I could feel the depth of this one.
"Sculpted by anthers idle hand.
Not excepted as I am..
Not loved..
Not respected..
Now just dirty angel wings..
on dirty floors of dreams..
Wondering how I ever got here..
And what this life means.."
Lady peg |
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