Shaquana Thompson Poet Prose Poetry

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I feel like a baby begging to be held in someone's loving arms wishing that someone knew 
what I wanted when I cried or someone doing whatever it took to make me smile sometimes 
I feel helpless wishing that someone could understand what I was saying and helping me to 
find my way at times wishing that I could be just as carefree, innocent, and, cute.

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Christopher Higgins January 17, 2009 at 3:22 PM The first line of this piece is very strong. The poem flows well and I love the theme in the piece. Great job!

Carrie Richards January 10, 2009 at 6:30 AM The anquish here, makes me want to tell you someone cares, someone hears your cries. Take care. Don't give up. ~ Carrie

Judy Riley January 9, 2009 at 9:59 PM Good use of prose poetry, good emotion and flow. You might want to capitalize your I's to look more professional. Thanks for sharing Judy Riley