structure seems to soften slightly
under your steps; systematic leaps
up, over & out into the depths. eyes
dilate & grow cold from so many deaths;
no longer wept; burn out. here,
listen, the shout of sense echoes at our
expense, shadows the oncoming threat.
no more resistance, let all awareness go-
as the curtain releases, shields the show.
Please tell me what you think
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this was okay,
it was kinda hard to understand.
let it flow a little better. :]
but none the less,
it was a really great poem.
excellent job. :]
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