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movement

by 4revgreen

Published April 1, 2019

E - Everyone

In |old poetry |

my arms flail and my efforts fail

i can't stop the wail from escaping my lips

because the disappointment i feel is only increased

by the likeliness that i will not heal from this

only sometimes they do what they have been told

and the shoulders that hold my head stay somewhat still

many minutes will pass without a single thought

and then the muscles contract for my involuntary kill

my limbs then seemingly commit crimes on their own

the shrug, the jerk, the lone and solitary twitch

a match that wont light however many times i strike

an irresistible scratch or bite or an itch

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Honora
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Honora wrote a review Review · Apr 3, 2019

Hi again! I am literally just binge reviewing your stuff :)
This was really good just like all your other work. I don't know how you do it but I can always feel what you're trying to get across. Well, since you are getting it across I shouldn't say trying but whatever.
The only line I would nitpick is in the very last stanza, "a match that wont light however many times i strike" I found it didn't flow as well. Maybe it's just me but I figured I would point it out anyway!
In all, it was really good and this must suck! I mean, I would literally go insane if I had to deal with that! I'm sorry you have to! :(
Your friend,
Honora

ahh thank you so much for reviewing :-D It's not as bad as I made it out to be in the poem, but it does drive me crazy sometimes lmao

Honora replied · Apr 3, 2019

Whatever...it still must suck!

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TylynRae
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TylynRae wrote a review Review · Apr 1, 2019

Review here: This made me so sad for you, not having control of your body or movements sounds really tough and you did a great job portraying the struggle. The poem flowed really well and I liked the formatting. My only suggestion would mostly be a couple of grammatical things here and there, but that’s really just nitpicking.

thank you :-) means a lot



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