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A Triadic Structure of Depression
My poetry's hollow and null
And like my life it is quite dull
So I ramble and cry
And I wish to just die
While I ponder why I've not been culled.
And yes even so
I continue to write words
With no direct form
Rhyme scheme, structure, they mean very little
To a person who has no control of their life
And apathetically watches as he carries on strife.
And in a rotted hole, th...
Wednesday 13th September 2017 12:23 pm
Give Me An Original Metaphor
Explanations of what I mean
When I ask for the new
The New
THE New
The NEW
Tend to...fall flat.
I understand there's only so many
Dictionaries ripped together
Dictions I can scavage through
Concepts that equate your thoughts.
But even then I still find
Melted hearts and emotional roller coasters
Haphazardly tossed into lines that should add up to better use.
...Monday 29th May 2017 2:09 pm
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