Fear Me

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    Fear Me

     I have eyes in the back of my head
    I have cat like reflexes.
    I have super hearing
    I have an eighth sense.
    I have powers of persuasion,
    I know what you are thinking.
    I can influence what you are feeling
    you can't play me.
    I come back at you like the
    day comes back at the night,
    you can't get rid of me.

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    arronpalmer commented on Fear Me

    11-13-2010

    I like this version, it has the heart-beat pace of a thriller. But I am so glad you took the suggestion of a revisit with grace and open-mindedness, as the latest version is great. Your openness is admirable, well done :) But yeah, this was never bad!
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    smoothdame

    11/15/2010

    I put my poetry out there to get honest opinions I am not afraid to hear the truth, my goal is to improve my craft so I welcome suggestions.

    ESSENCEOFLOVE commented on Fear Me

    11-13-2010

    What I like about this one is that if it comes off like a riddle. I wanted to flip the screen over and write on the back things it could be. The flow is a little off. I will hazard a guess a cross between catwoman and poison ivy. Lol........E
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    smoothdame

    11/15/2010

    I just started writing one day and this came out of it, I guess I was on a catwoman, poison Ivy kick we all have our moments, I was glad I was able to use it.

    JadedJezzabel commented on Fear Me

    11-12-2010

    I kinda have to agree with MM on this one girl..........this could be a powerful poem.....but you cut it short........tweak the form make it flow and say what you really want to say.
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    smoothdame

    11/12/2010

    will do thanks for the truth and thank you for readind and responding to my poem.

    mustascheman commented on Fear Me

    11-11-2010

    Interesting...but where is the rest of it? It's almost like a riddle, begging to be solved just to see how 'bad' you really are. Write more, give me something to 'fear'. A.T.
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    smoothdame

    11/12/2010

    okay I will take it back and revisit this one. Thanks for the honesty and thanks for taking the time to read and respond to my poem.

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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