Take me away,
where I can play freely,
Where the wind can whistle in my hair,
Oh where?
To a place of great tranquility,
Of serenity,
Of hope.
Of life,
Of beauty.
My one dream, battered
Carelessly devoured.
Why?
Is it because of how I look?
Or maybe how I seem?
No, my dreams are obscene.
Did you enjoy it? Can i improve?
Comments
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I did enjoy it. I like the flow.
You can maybe add some more vivid imagery about where you want to go, the emotions are apparent though.
I also enjoyed how easy it was to read- not a boring or overcomplicated piece. Just right.

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Thanks!
I appreciate your feedback! There are more to come! =]
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