Absent Minded
Fedback poem (dystopian society)
This peace has lots of talent
but look
look at the logical flaws
the roof of my poem is like a metaphor
does that mean there are holes and its leaking?
or the sun is shining through like a curtain?
just some food for thought.
Very original
so is this going to be another dark write
seems to me i have my eyes wide open
and i am reading a great confession from the soul
I think I'm perfect
lots of talent
may peace of mind and blessings surround me for awhile
and may i learn to touch on many of the points
philosophers have
like i have before
but dont stop living over this
its not like love is leaving
its not like love has died
its not like love will stop whispering in my ear how love feels
A nice romantic poem
where i concentrate heavily on spelling
like i do with all my others i laugh
there is nothing there yet dear goose chase
stick to your senses
\have a little more focus
kill your god
and things like this will proceed
Dark write
logical flaw
communicating highs and lows through song
make it rhyme and call me a liar
i dont kno whow to
liar liar
cant figurte it out
liar liar
you wrote it
liar liar
testing their taemwork
dont you know
you are a sad tv dystopia saciety
communicating through song
why dont i just write a play about it
then i can burn in hell
and you can all call me a liar
a liar
or a lawyer
since we all live in hell
and i will preach some more
like all you liars
that say god exists in inaccesible lights
and in the background i cant see the wrinting on the wall
i will tell you all
great idea
great work
masterpiece
wonderfull job
soo much appreciated
just soo i can preach some more
unto your deaf ears
since you seem to have your eyes wide open
great confession of the souls
together we are here living in this hell
the metaphor is the roof of your poem
when they pick me apart and dissect you
and figure ive concentrated heavenly enough on my spelling
and negotiated well enough to sacrifice the hell
what will they say about the mess
you have become when you werent aware
Make it rhyme
dont stop living over this
write a play
teamwork
teamwork
teamwork
of a dystopiam society
oh how you smother me
food for thought
original
more logical flaws
and we are disconnected once again
looking for the song at the centre of every song and thought
for us to worship and manipulate
but look
look at the logical flaws
the roof of my poem is like a metaphor
does that mean there are holes and its leaking?
or the sun is shining through like a curtain?
just some food for thought.
Very original
so is this going to be another dark write
seems to me i have my eyes wide open
and i am reading a great confession from the soul
I think I'm perfect
lots of talent
may peace of mind and blessings surround me for awhile
and may i learn to touch on many of the points
philosophers have
like i have before
but dont stop living over this
its not like love is leaving
its not like love has died
its not like love will stop whispering in my ear how love feels
A nice romantic poem
where i concentrate heavily on spelling
like i do with all my others i laugh
there is nothing there yet dear goose chase
stick to your senses
\have a little more focus
kill your god
and things like this will proceed
Dark write
logical flaw
communicating highs and lows through song
make it rhyme and call me a liar
i dont kno whow to
liar liar
cant figurte it out
liar liar
you wrote it
liar liar
testing their taemwork
dont you know
you are a sad tv dystopia saciety
communicating through song
why dont i just write a play about it
then i can burn in hell
and you can all call me a liar
a liar
or a lawyer
since we all live in hell
and i will preach some more
like all you liars
that say god exists in inaccesible lights
and in the background i cant see the wrinting on the wall
i will tell you all
great idea
great work
masterpiece
wonderfull job
soo much appreciated
just soo i can preach some more
unto your deaf ears
since you seem to have your eyes wide open
great confession of the souls
together we are here living in this hell
the metaphor is the roof of your poem
when they pick me apart and dissect you
and figure ive concentrated heavenly enough on my spelling
and negotiated well enough to sacrifice the hell
what will they say about the mess
you have become when you werent aware
Make it rhyme
dont stop living over this
write a play
teamwork
teamwork
teamwork
of a dystopiam society
oh how you smother me
food for thought
original
more logical flaws
and we are disconnected once again
looking for the song at the centre of every song and thought
for us to worship and manipulate
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Fedback poem (dystopian society)
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