Monday, May 3, 2010

My Last Minute Comments

Rating: 5.0

Our lives are discarded for years,
Until the scar disappears,
Or the fears.
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Blake Bishop
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this is a wonderful poem. i love the way you express yourself. you should definitly keep writting.

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Blake Bishop 04 May 2010

To me it was just coming to an end of life, abandoned and isolated. Like being marooned on an island. And thank you Yoonoos and Matt for yalls comments.

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Matt Mooney 04 May 2010

A profound poem, simply constructed, for your debut on Poem Hunter. What is the significance of 'maroon'?

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Blake Bishop

Blake Bishop

Fairhope, Alabama
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