All About.. Me.

by Libbeeeee   Nov 6, 2008


Though I'm quite young
And most would agree
I'm disheveled and broken
For wandering eyes to see

Most people avoid me
When they hear my screams
They rip through the night
After terrible dreams

I've become drawn back
Not entirely recovered
From your torture daily
Memories that have hovered

I'm quiet and calm
But that's not all
Terrifying, menacing
As most people recall

Time has long gone
Yet I'm still waiting here
Like a small broken doll
With an evil sneer

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  • 16 years ago

    by Curing the Comon Cliche

    Okay, you definately have a way with words. Good poem. In my opinion capitalizing every word drastically takes away from the flow. Also if you have to force rhymes out its better to not make it rhyme at all. Advice: use fake rhymes. Words don't have to rhyme exactly to give the illusion of rhyme. Read out your poems while writing and use words that *sound* the same

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