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 Posted: Fri Dec 26, 2008 2:31 pm
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Tell me, magic 8 ball
Wish upon a shooting star
Ask a genie from a land afar
Text 45294 and see
Gaze for days at the crystal sea
Flip a coin, roll the dice
Call a psychic, pay any price
Eenie-meenie-miney-mo
Horiscopes will surely show
All these things that promise truth
Still I’ve no idea what to do
So many questions
And me, left here alone
To find the answers on my own.
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Posted: Fri Dec 26, 2008 9:27 pm
I like this poem alot mainly because it speaks to me in many ways /claps bravo!
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 11:56 am
Thanks.
I'm not satisfied with the way I've ended it, though...it just doesn't seem to flow in that last stanza.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 3:13 am
Maybe you should elaborate a little between lines 2 and 3 in the second stanza?
I really enjoyed it, either way. 3nodding
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