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Hit me

Disbelieving fear steer clear of the near end of life itself climbing through the cracks of self esteem collapsing inwards into a dream like a pipe releasing steam our hate demands to gleam rip the seem to destroy the boy that became you for you to understand the clue and shoe of a perfect being seeing believing all knowing river flowing to the end where no letters can send.

Reviews

[Jack Isaac]

Yes! This is the longest single thought I've ever read! It seems to be an attempt to make positive a gloomy thought. Yet this is too much of a dream sensation to be a waking thought. In that, the message is.... What? ...lol

This is a nice exercise in poetry metrics. Thanks.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

simplistic and a perfect piece, hard to read there!

[MoriartyMesa]

You might want to make a few separations in edits, but this was a nice flow but a little unclear.