This is my poem I've been working on today at the fine arts class. I am open to any feedback and honest criticism towards my poem. My poem should be long and please give me comment on this poem, so I can fix the poem up.
Enjoy!
When I speak about what I see
The color of the wall is red
When I speak about my poem
It is about my life
When I speak about movements
My feet glides me over the stage
When I speak about dancing
It makes me laugh all the time
When I speak out my words
Daniel Williams is done speaking
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