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Writer of children's literature, short stories and poetry
I realised when i read your poem that you are expressing a strong hurt and your pain is clear, so I am sorry for you. I like the concise directness of your poem, there is no doubt as to your feelings.
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Hm. Not a happy poem at all, and I am unable to Like it. I don’t like reading about suffering.
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Meaningless words page after page
Memory of you like graffiti on a wall
You are so good Leslie, you really are a poet.
Thank you for this.
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Indeed a good approach to take to the past.
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I think it is a wonderful self expression. Pain is such a real part of life. Its good to be able to get it out even in writing about it. I do it all the time.
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