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The Poet
By odetobarbie
falling head over heels into
one's words sung by thoughts
dull, fast, worthless
pretentious typing
succumming never to
truth, beauty, force
quiet humming machine
never hearing melodious voices
hate, pain, despair
ego preaching prose touch skin
already drowned by millions
basic, typical, rants
stupidity forming around words
cramped in the Rhyme Box
ridiculed, suffocated, bored to tears
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Copyright 2003 ode2barbie
Published on Tuesday, June 24, 2003.
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"Poetry"
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On Wednesday, December 1, 2004, BeautifulCalamity
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wrote:
"ego preaching prose touch skin already drowned by millions". . you are quite the honest writer, I think I see the point. the stiffness of the words adds to the bluntness of the poem, ending in a nice write.
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A former member wrote:
I really don't recall what I was thinking when I left my first comment, not sure if you got it either, but I see the images clearly now, reflected in the reality of sitting here, typing...
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On Tuesday, June 24, 2003, Aurora_Light
(472) wrote:
hmmm nice write
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