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    Heya

    Thanks for the comment on "...Thoracotomy". I'm glad you enjoyed reading it. Was in a bit of a funk last night, so drained it all into poetry.
    Cool to do

    Anyway, the glass eye is a camera lens. Which is what leads into the trigger-pressing, soul stealing, the gastroscope. Hope that makes it less incongrous now!

    And I'm glad the suicide vs life bridge was appealling. I try to contrast and provide more than one outlook in what I write. Seems to have done the trick with you and in that, you've cheered me up a great deal!
    Whee!!

    Hope to see more of you!

    Nay
    | Posted on 2007-08-24 04:57:51 | by Learah - [ Reply to This ] -
      
    Hi,

    I just wanted to thank you for commenting on "Hide and Seek You". I'm sorry the style didn't appeal to you and the message wasn't meaningful enough for you to say " yes this is something to remember". I think the plain language was what i intended since hide and seek is a child's game. Too bad you didn't like it.
    Still, i'm glad you took the time to tell me that. That alone meant a great deal.

    Cheers,

    Irina
    | Posted on 2007-08-22 16:46:53 | by charmedidentity - [ Reply to This ] -
      
    Thanks for your input about,"Security not owned by one."
    If I had made prose out of poetry as your comment suggests,there would be no contemplation(no searching) for the mean as intended. It is the reader who supplies the prose in an interpretation as is the moments' mind. Just as you did.
    | Posted on 2007-08-21 11:46:15 | by realpoet - [ Reply to This ] -
      
    I might later in the month. Did you at least understand the title?
    | Posted on 2007-08-16 23:00:58 | by Outlaw - [ Reply to This ] -
      
    Look man i don't know why I argue with this. In your eyes my poem doesn't have to be that great, but you considered writting more of an insult then ever it was a comment. I came off all pissed off at you, but you have a bad way of commenting I suppose. I don't want to make enemies on this site, so I apologies for the response. Keep in touch.
    | Posted on 2007-08-16 03:30:47 | by Crestfallenman - [ Reply to This ] -
      
    Man never mind, your [censored] comments are lame. Before you start commenting others work, learn how to create your own [censored] original [censored]. People like you really piss me off. [censored] off and die.
    | Posted on 2007-08-15 15:20:18 | by Crestfallenman - [ Reply to This ] -



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