by cliffgirl08
I don't know what led me here tonight, but I'm sure this poem is about JadedAndy, whose death I just learned about from your bio. I feel guilty now. I was paid a great compliment by your friend Emery on my writing, and I never acknowledged it, or him. I wish I had. I'm very sorry I didn't. I hope he somehow knew, and perhaps still knows, his opinion was, and is, important to me.
A five on your poem.