and I look at myself
spending too much time smoking
and missing something gone
away on the plane you boarded last month
more often I have forgotten the old surgeon general's advice
because cancer could not corrode anything
that you have not already exhausted
from the inside and anywhere
else.
I look at myself one friday
when a song is playing in the car
and I decide that I like the way it feels
so I roll down the window
and smoke another one
simply because I want to
my voice sounds raspy as I sing along
and I almost like it.
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you wrote this.
(yeah, i had to dig for something i hadn't already commented.)
but seriously, you wrote this.
like, you wrote it.

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yes.
I wish this were longer, but what I read I really enjoyed.
thanks for entering. -
amazing poem


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I think that all round, this piece is excellent. However, there are parts that seem a little awkward to me and could be patched up.
"I look at me
one friday when a song is playing
in the car and I decide that I
like the way it feels
so I roll down the window
and smoke another one
simply because I want to"
I think that the "I look at me" would sound better as "I look at myself"
Also, I think that that whole part would sound better as one whole stanza. It seems really choppy to me otherwise.
Please wait for the other judge to comment.
♣ Tegan -
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Alright, I altered my phrasing, but the words and content are all mostly identical to what they were before. Do you think it reads less choppy now?
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Thank you very much.

Hmm. I will see if I can change it, and then tell me if it sounds any better? -
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Much better.
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another exceptional poem. i am going to read more. love, lane


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i like this poem. you made me want to write one of my own.


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because cancer could not
corrode anything you have
not already exhausted from the
inside and anywhere
else. ...
i always smoke too many cigarettes and i am always waiting for that perfect one with just the right amount of cough and phlegm . that is the way it has to be. im already dead inside...
thank you so much for your time and talents in this contest ...


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