comment my poem

Fires of the forest grow as all the rivers dry like a man’s first impression as you dit to watch him cry within his lonely depression. So deep, he can no longer try to count the day’s of his lesson of understanding why he’s here. Take a walk in his shoes, see thru his eyes, find your soul free of fear, and feel the exact pain, afraid or not afraid. You’ll always cry the nights away underneath the stars that shine, holding these secrets and thinking to yourself, “This knowledge is only mine.”

Answer #1

Thats really good I wright poems too

Answer #2

well done buddy! I should put up a couple of my poems…got anymore?

Answer #3

I like it… I write a little too, not much, but I find that it gives me a way to write what I can’t say… I’m not great but I have been published…

Answer #4

that is good I write poetry to you should read mine on my pro…

Answer #5

you got talent! so sad, but good just the same. keep up the great work and someday you could be famous!

Answer #6

Great…keep them coming.

Answer #7

dude thats really good. deep stuff. do you have more like it?

Answer #8

o0o0o me likes very good =p

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