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| Reviewed by Renee Bagley |
2/1/2004 |
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| The gentle rhyme in this poem is extremely impressive! Exquisite! |
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| Reviewed by na na (Reader) |
8/30/2003 |
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| Tracy, this is the love I wanted from my sweet baby, but dared not asked for; afraid of being too forward and hurting her purity with my demands, though I know she had faced and met the demans for love in the past. But she lives in a fairy land; where it is so easy to rock the boat. When this happens it is out the door. She is still a little girl inside. I love her to pieces, and can't even express it, afraid she will feel I or it is dirty and not somehting to consider. I don't know what to do. Seems like I always do the wrong thing. See what this poem brought up from my bowels. God, I have never loved anyone the way I love her and yet I am so insecure and unsure in her presence. Now she is dumping me. Now I have proved too demanding. Sorry to drain it on your poety. But you work is so good! So very good! Bill Murray |
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