Embossed and awakened
Squandered and self forsaken
Hierarchy can't help me
For they are a mere reflection,
of total self mutilation
Gaged and bound
For centuries, not a sound
I have become what I have found
The mirrors won't let me go
Push up bras and satin gauze,
its a sad, sad show
Oh, and I've wondered why...
why this just won't die
Surrendered to its ego
So follow me down
Down the staircase of the soul
Wake up now, its cockcrow
whats going on in your portals girls and boys?
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An amazing write. Great use of several poetic devices.
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Its a beautiful mix of words. The rhythm and Rhyme. Wonderful flow, a constant challenge of mine
Great Job, I look forward to reading more!
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Hmmm... I love the flow to this one.. Very nicely done... It really came from the alliteration... the usage of rhyme... Something of a mixture of different poetic elements. I really like how you have done this one. The descriptions are perfect ~ your words are perfect... Overall... Just amazing.
~ Yet again... Wonderful
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Good flow. Wonderful.
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I liked this. it reminds me of Red Hot Chili Peppers song Scar Tissue. I liked your images, and also the word usage. i have no critic. Keep writing, you have written the best i have yet seen today.
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I love this style of wrtting! Almost like lyrics. I just started writting in a style somewhat similar I love reading these types of poems, great job.
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