The crack was just the catalyst
The rain feel
Winter came
The ice expanded
And a crater was made
Deeper and deeper
You drive into my soul
You destroyed my guard
And you dug your holes
My defenses have been weakened
My body has been worn
My eyelids are growing heavy
But my soul is far from yours
My world is tumbling
But yours is standing still
I wonder what is better
Being in my situation
Or ridding myself of you
I spent a lot of time on this poem. I initially ended it at But my soul is far from yours. However felt there was a little more to explain. I would love some feedback. Thanks
Welcome to the blog for Prof. John Talbird's English 102 class. The purpose of this site is two-fold: 1) to continue the conversations we start in class (and to start conversations BEFORE we get to class) and 2) to practice our writing/reading on a weekly basis in an informal forum. You are required to write AT LEAST two paragraphs a week (in one or more postings).
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