I used to fly.
With a grin on my face
and the wind in my hair.
but then it came.
so fast
so powerful
and Whooshed me a way.
And now here I am
stuck in this tornado.
Going round and round.
A contest entry
- Make me fly or come with me in the dark by subliminal girl.
400 points, ended May 30, 2008, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
what do you think.
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Aw, this reminds me of a lively kid thinking that they can make a real mark in the world and as years pass, they lose faith in themselves.
Don't ever lose faith, you can do whatever you set your mind to.
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pretty awsome
it was a good poem, but it seemed to end w/out an end..maybe if u added more, it woulda been better, but over all it was good
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Liked the image you used in your poem, great idea... Nicely done! thanks for your entry and best of luck!
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That is really nice. I can imagine this actually happening, and you can also look at it like someone twisted with problems.
Great job!
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Thats great! but in the third line just fix the word hare, its spelled Hair, ok, But awesome poem!
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