 10-12-2005 Kris T.
Yes Ma'am! (hey, at least you remember!)
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10-10-2005 Sage B.
Yea and you kidnapped him like 30 times!
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10-10-2005 Kris T.
HOW DO I KNOW GRIM? I met the little creature!
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10-05-2005 Sage B.
how do you know grim?
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10-04-2005 Kris T.
I remember Grim, He was hilarious. Nice job on this poem and on the creation of Grim.
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08-30-2005 Sage B.
the funny thing behind this is that I have a grim reaper doll..I will post pictures when they're developed... I've had so many friends move away that I am all alone now(but not 4 long..tell you guys about that later!) But grim was my only companion and I love him so much. I make outfits for him and a coffin/bed. I feel though he is the only one who can be there and accept all my hugs and kisses and will never leave or insult me.
Sorry i haven't been on too I was grounded and emotional fractured for a while....
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08-08-2005 Sam Hackel-Butt
When you speak of Grim, it reminds me of a tarot cards, where death doesn't mean death, but transition, and going through what cannot be helped. When I read your poem, I am reminded how we don't choose love, but love chooses us. After all, love isn't about loving a perfect person. It's about loving an imperfect person perfectly.
Try capitalizing the first wore of every line, and use commas and periods. It'll make your poem look neater.
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08-04-2005 Roger Crique
I find your expressions of love to be so sincere and moving. We simplified one of Nature's powers by calling it LOVE. Nature has many powers and one of the most misunderstood is the power of...love! You are also very well versed! Oh, and I find it so ironic that your, "love," is grim! I just had to say that!
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08-03-2005 Anthony Lane Stahlhut
I'm lost on the part where Grim reminds you of your true beauty. If we are talking about death, this is a new twist. Maybe we are just talking about someone named Grim and not the grim reaper. In that case this would be a nice love poem and I hope for the latter. Thanks for your thoughts, Anthony
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08-03-2005 Debra Rose
How interesting...to be so in love with death....what is the story behind this?
And to tell you the truth, the first thing I thought of upon reading this poem was Grim from the Billy and Mandy...LOL, had to step back and get that out of my head :)
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