you criticize my words--
the spot inside my brain
that holds them all.
here i am telling you
how it is.
and you're there
telling me how
it really
isn't at all.
i feel like dry paint
on this wall
i feel like the sweat
you wipe off your brow
when bad luck clutches your
veins like a rope
cut me now
cut me off
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Reminds me of Connor Oberst.
wow chloe you really have a certain way with words that really makes me visualize everything you talk about. I love this poem it can have so many meanings, but each one is so powerful!
YOU RULE YOU RULE YOU RULE. LOVE THE ENDING. Not a fan of the first stanza though. could be better expressed. but yeah. like ittt. :)
Chloej
This is a powerful piece, you rule!
Awesome.
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