hello there this descripion is how people pertend to act like your friend then stab u in the back
mad ticked off mad mad and mad friends are not friends they arnt true friends never ever ever they stab you in the back twist your leg so much until you wanna just flip out on them if you were a true friend you would of know what was actully going on your just jeluse . yeah i cant catch my dog because the kids let him out he was just playing thats how he plays ok so what ever he didnt even bite he nipped oh well thats playing for him rough playing how he plays with any other dog in this place area so what ever have a fun happy life
This seems like accident happened between a friend/person and a dog. Anyways; this needs work on spelling and form. Though I understand the meaning you are trying to post about how friends can easily hurt you by stabbing you in the back. It happens and is really quite common, sadly. This feeling most people know, with friends and people who enter and exit their lives. So, my critique; fix the spelling, delete some words not needed; make it simple yet keep the meaning. Put it into form. Delete the comments from Facebook; perhaps use words from them into the poem as well. It is a nice raw rant of feeling though, and life.
I can really relate to this scenario. It's a painful tale but wonderfully written as well. Your grammar needs to be polished up a tad, but it's a great poem. Kudos to you.
Hmm an interesting way to make a poem through a social network.. I might try it sometime... But it is quite sharp, well written, and really quite nice. I like it.
This seems like accident happened between a friend/person and a dog. Anyways; this needs work on spelling and form. Though I understand the meaning you are trying to post about how friends can easily hurt you by stabbing you in the back. It happens and is really quite common, sadly. This feeling most people know, with friends and people who enter and exit their lives. So, my critique; fix the spelling, delete some words not needed; make it simple yet keep the meaning. Put it into form. Delete the comments from Facebook; perhaps use words from them into the poem as well. It is a nice raw rant of feeling though, and life.
well im jen ''
im 20 years old goi ng on 21in july ... i have a 46 year old boyfriend his birthday was back on the 12th of mayand i love him to death ... age doesnt matter to me .... love.. more..