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Re: O Beautiful Star
hmm. gives me the idea of wussy desperation. is that what you're writing about? yearning for attention from a chick?
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i get the idea that it's a narrative about a guy yearning for attention from a chick. wussy desperation just means that it highlights what the guy thinks of this girl, that she's special, the one and only etc. which basically means, he's desperate for her.
as for wuss... here ya go : http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=wuss
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Quality vagina without any hair.
That is my favorite definition, lol that made me laugh....so do you like it or not???
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well, i like the way you use your words. i just dont like the context; the meaning behind it.
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Yeah i know what you are saying i wrote this like 3 months ago when i was crushin pretty hardcore
.... I feel like i never post anything of my own and im lookin to change that... i didnt really like it when i got done with it either....sounds way to needy....at least its got one thing going for it that i like... it rhymes
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The line "Or will you just be overlooked" is really out of place, does not fit into the poem at all, this reads more as a sketch of what could be a good poem, i like the way your "desperation" shall we call it comes across in this poem though.
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Interesting metephor
I do not see anything 'wussy' about yearning for someone Good work!
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thanks bri... havnt seen a reply to this one for a long time lol
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A very elegant and persuading poem.
Only to be looked upon but never your warmth to be felt, Upon my face. Never able to feel your warm welcoming rays, These statements seem to repeat the same idea. Quote:
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Now I wonder if these suggestions change the flow of the poem but doesn't take away from the idea you state previously? Beautiful star in unnamed galaxy, Never to be touched by me in actuality, To gazed upon for an eternity. Your warmth shall not touch my face. Dwell within the boundaries of your glory, Shine on beautiful star, shine on Mine eyes on you shall reside for eternity. A lone sparkle suspended of a black sheet, Trapped in stare, sat and sat Pondering the beauty that I see. Will others note your existence Or will you just be overlooked? Your external corona lustrous, In perpetuity my eyes could site see, Below your radiant harmony Emanates a stunning symphony, Crying out truth. More than a shell, A soul you filled with affection. My heart so pure with everything that you do, O how it screams out, "Touch me I beg you! Just one time."
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Right, I'll keep to the present but just take a glance at the past. Damn, is this poetry?
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