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Agalactia

Rating: 5.0

I feel the rage burning from your eyes
As you strike me with your kitchen tool
It's that devil in you I despise
Your vicious tirade smacks me most cruel
Wishes won't expunge your gruff disguise
Even as we square off to duel

Why can't you just love me without fear?
I never asked to enter this place
You've built a vessel that you can't steer

Which hobbles along with such disgrace
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Rachel Butler 06 November 2009

'This creative mind shall be savior' Rachel Ann Butler

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Colin J... 02 August 2009

'My heart quivers faster than a wren While my resolve turns into jell-o' Only those who have seen one will know how fast that heart beats... It beats like this poem... At a pheonominal rate... Colin J...

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Janri Gogeshvili 26 November 2008

Interesting, drama ”scenes” … ”This creative mind shall be saviour» it is fine, the creative impulse combines safety of the future relations … /!

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As the plot progresses the tension thickens, revealing the rage of love gone cold. I especially enjoyed the richness of language found in the well written poem.'Words filled with venum...' Great work! 10/10

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Nikki Clevenger 19 November 2008

Wow, this gave me goose bumps. I really liked it!

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