This hasn't made me think more,
I already knew.
But for some reason...
like clock work -
you wind me down.
And having met you,
I realize things may never be the same again?
But I've carved out this piece of my heart for you.
And maybe,
we'll do it again.
Down the same path I took.
Just to spin us around.
Without the open wound.
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5 comments:
Read many of your poems. Made me think. Look forward to reading more today. The picture you posted doesn't do you justice. :)
that person is clearly an idiot. Your poetry sucks. And is depressing. not in the sense that the subject matter is depressing. rather, in the sense that your writing is so bad it is depressing.
"Idiot is a strong word" for a weak person! Perhaps you are so critical of others because you yourself have an inferiority complex.
and perhaps you are a pinhead who would not know good writing if you fucking choked to death on it.
Does it improve your self esteem to continually criticize others? You amuse me...I can tell you're angry and I'm just laughing at you. Up at 3:00 in the morning cutting people down on the internet. Get a life LOSER!
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