42209

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  • Love

    42209
    Feeling
    Mental Chemistry
    Depth of thought
    How long can you stay under
    then share a breath
    These things I never see
    Love is not blind
    too weak for it
    I feel safe
    not seeing
    in your dark

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    linlee commented on 42209

    07-04-2009

    I wish you had some specific things in here, because, even though the words are interesting and pretty, I don't understand what you were trying to tell your reader. Is this person full of darkness of some kind? How is love not blind for you? Is it because of his darkness? I can make some sense of it, but I wish you had written more with more details, maybe some imagery. You have things to say, but I don't think you're saying enough.
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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