poetry critical

online poetry workshop

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Random Poem:

On A Glass Shelf, I Sat- I Fell.
brooksdevine

Once porcelan and stainless,
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A little child- she's nameless.
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For the name was not the concern,
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She had lips of fire and eyes that could burn.
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Pleading and begging at her door they would come,
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With the pain and the thirst,
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They never went home,
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For the veins of the fools is where the blood would drain from.
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She knew it was true,
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She was a beautiful girl.
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She was always shining
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That stunning pearl.
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Be confident, be confident.
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Ill love you everyday meredith.
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But the way i feel now is troublesome.
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I can't take the pain that this life comes with.
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Insecurities now control her,
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In a way i can't explain.
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So much blood, so little food-
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Her kingdom has crashed, now ends her reign
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