Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Memory Eater Comments

Rating: 5.0

Poetic devotion, gnawing away at our emotions like angry pihranna.
My shortness of breath bringing me closer to the grips of death.
I wanted to write a poem about love and sanctuary, but everyone was scared and laughing at me.
Each line I write, the rhythm turns shyly away, I can no longer rhyme.
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Blaine Strong
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Souren Mondal 11 February 2016

Love is such a drug that we keep feeling withdrawals even when our rest of faculties stop working.. A powerful write Blaine..

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Douglas Scotney 25 November 2015

no reason? because only the last line is true?

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Blaine Strong 25 November 2015

Well sighted sir!

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Kumarmani Mahakul 25 November 2015

There's no reason to be such a cynic. Very amazing love poem shared really...10

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