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I am sorry for the poor quality again. Your hands were cut from stone, shaped with clay and burned with wood. I wish I could be as fake as you, ...

I am regreting this now... Anyways, poem number 2 for today (will edit tomorrow): I stand from my back poarch watching the clouds layer the sky like the siding of ...

I will catch up today / tomorrow during school. This is what I wrote today, a poem about chat being killed. (thanks vast): Murderer, put away your knives and sharpening ...

Some formatted poem that I cannot spell the name of. (the type of poem, that is.) Playing titanic. Hopelessness makes up the canopey that hides the sun as I walk ...

light fell from her palms into gray craters and chasms You need to finish this idea, it's an incomplete image because we don't know what it's falling into, I can ...

The post recovery needs work, it saved the first line that I deleted, but not the entire review I wrote. I went to comment: review will appear in X amount ...

Laments of a well dressed god. I found my shirt in the woods, on the black ground, saturated with the day's tears and the atmosphere sighed with a cold boredom. ...

I could see you hold it all in, like thunder in a glass bottle, and the cracks spread like spiderwebs. You should remove the pronoun it and replace that with ...

No body?

The last poem, please. It's untitled. Thank you.

untitled Green carpets are shreded and scattered in blades, guiding our feet and keeping them off the lambent brown floor. As we walk; through the giant's shadow, whose body is ...

Sorry, I only review poetry.

Just looking at it, it's too repetitive in the foruth stanza. Questions in a list isn't the most entertaining. Sorry, I'm just lazy and leaving a comment. Good luck, keep ...

There's not really anything to relate to... It's just a lot of random images that aren't tied to any thought. Other than that you're good. Good luck, keep writing.

Happiness has yet to be and invention. Do you and to be an? New to anything and everything but itself. Filled with fresh soil and old collection, An old collection? ...