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Oh, what a wonderful thing to compare love to.
It works so wonderfully.
I love going on rollercoasters, again, and again, and again. I can't help it!
Keep up the good work!
Aye, tis so true. How ironic that when I start this I think of somethign and "My Only Love" starts? =_= Yes, tis true that love has its ups and downs. Aye, can't know what to expect of it. Sei, once ye' finds thy perfect one thy wants to go again. Nauseous, aye, can be that way. It can also be sweet, which are the times one must cherish and remember. But yes, this poem is so true, love is the truest of all feelings. Decieving but true, tis why I write about it much.
Love is defenitly like a roller coaster. You explained it perfectly. I believe I found one spelling error. I'm not sure so you may want to ask someone before you change it. I believe the word nacious is spelled incorectly.
Toni S.
Be careful with your spelling; using Charlie to help you may show you mistakes you might have missed.
One of the things I learned to help me remember the difference between "it's" and "its" was "yours". If something is yours...that is Y-O-U-R-S, no apostrophe. The same goes for it possessive... I-T-S "its". "It's" is the contraction of "it" and "is" or "it" and "has".
And great try on "nacious"...I knew what you were trying to say there. Try "nauseous" instead.
Keep it up!
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