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Noise
I decided to post some shit that I wrote, yippee!
Noise; so much noise; clouds the mind, blurs the judgment. Bubbling forth the raucous din of life; distracting from things you need to hear. Permeating the very fabric of reason; until all you hear or feel; is noise. Drowning the whispers of your heart; until nothing more than stifled murmurs. Seldom can you surmount the static; the chaotic jumble of thoughts; and hear what the very essence of your being is saying. it will never cease; will always be there to distract; only when you listen closely, will you see what really matters. The softly spoken aspirations of your soul. Last edited by Heffy; Jun 02, 06 at 08:07 AM. |
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i say lose the semi-colons. you don't need something at the end of every line...it chops up the sound of your poem, which i don't think works because you're talking about chaos and noise and jumbling, and then you have all these semi-colons breaking everything up.
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