Sunday, October 12, 2008

Dark Angel Comments

Rating: 3.8

Alone in the forest, not a bird or a bee,
Crowded by weeds and the overhang tree,
She sits on a swing made of old wood and vines,
Swinging backwards and forwards, she never smiles.
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lindsey ashton
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Lynda Robson 29 October 2008

Good flow to this one, a tale of a fallen angel, well done. 10 Lynda xx

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Elle B 24 October 2008

Impressive, beautiful, lovely rhyme... Great job

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Elizabeth Peterson 23 October 2008

Gorgeous. Haunting, even. wow.

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Lindsey Ashton 13 October 2008

Thanks for your comments, appreciated :)

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Silence Dogood 12 October 2008

Absoulotly beautful not what I expected at all great write :)

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Chris Newlash 12 October 2008

This was absolutly beautiful great job!

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lindsey ashton

lindsey ashton

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