...I want to be you when I grow up.
You write AMAZING sonnets about pixelated game. So happy. ^^

Wow, this is what I call original.

And it´s pretty cool too. I think I´ll never play Tetris the same way again.

The concept alone would win major points, but this is well-written to boot! Very emotional... brings back memories of staying up all night with Tetris, which gave a nice double-meaning to the third quatrain.

*Applause* I wish I could write such moving sonnets.

Ha! Such a beautiful piece of work about such a non-literary, non-traditionally inspiring subject! It almost makes me wax nostalgic about the first block I set upon that vast and endless floor, waiting for its companion to take it to a place far better, far brighter than there...

^_^

Nice work, all the same.

-T.J.

Wow. I saw Tetris as one of the game categories, and I thought, "How the heck does someone write a story about tetris?"

You've showed me. And I am greatly humbled. This is a fine piece of poetry.

im too lazy to log in or remember what my password is. but i do want to tell you that this is cool. i can barely choke out a sonnet assigned for class, and here you are, writing one freestyle, about TETRIS. thats pimpin` right there.
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