Secrets of St. Margaret's In the early hours of a brisk October morning, two... The Peacock Case When the train doors opened, a blast of sticky air...

Report a comment Thank you for taking the time to report the following comment to the administrator of this site. Please complete this short form and click the submit button to process your report. Name   E-mail   Reason for reporting comment       Comment in question Posted by Sad Sara 03-26-2008 18:18,   Also I ran out of space in me last comment box, yer know, because I cannot shut up. Anyway, what I was gonna tell yer was this verse is very creative and while being introspective, yer candidness is akin to one of which I could find within me own traits. A hideaway's good, as is a drive, walk, talk, or any type of life yer decide to take hold of that day. Cause yer know, it's yers fer the taking. Oi! yer mused me again, but I won't torture yer twice on one Poem. Such behavior is not a very good way to gain friends. hehe  By the way, is this like a game of Poetic hide and seek? Am I suppose to go find yer?   Cheeky, aye, but juss a lil' bit today.    Take care Sorrowful One    'Anna   » Report this comment to administrator   »  Go back to the story