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  1. J

    Do you think this is a good poem?

    I can take harsh comments. Once upon a long time ago a boy, above ground, lay down with guilt in an irregular way. Greetings, says he To the figures in red. Take me, he says Take me, new friends To a blossoming place Blistering palms be damned, much like the land that gets caught in my wake.
  2. J

    If you dont read my poem, are you an arsehole?

    Probably. Once upon a long time ago a boy, above ground, lay down with guilt in an irregular way. Greetings, says he To the figures in red. Take me, he says Take me, new friends To a blossoming place Blistering palms be damned, much like the land that gets caught in my wake.
  3. J

    Is this a terrible poem?

    I can take harsh comments. Once upon a long time ago a boy, above ground, lay down with guilt in an irregular way. Greetings, says he To the figures in red. Take me, he says Take me, new friends To a blossoming place Blistering palms be damned, much like the land that gets caught in my wake.
  4. J

    Anyone feel like rating my poem?

    if you want to, i mean. no big deal. Once upon a long time ago a boy, above ground, lay down with guilt in an irregular way. Greetings, says he To the figures in red. Take me, he says Take me, new friends To a blossoming place Blistering palms be damned, much like the land I leave behind...
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