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Clay

by NMartSwim

Trapped in a cage Made of shadows I cannot break out Double vision Illusions of light Reflections so false Lies told to protect Image is everything Nothing else matters Chains shown as jewelry Bars as supports Truth suppressed like desire Desire to be unique Molds cannot fit Strange morphing things Cages care naught One fits all shapes Expanding and contracting Smothering inhabitants Forcing conformity Molded at last
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QV
<p>I notice some themes that are repeated (in different manners) across your pieces. The sense of hopelessness and imprisonment (clearly not physical). Having common themes distinguishes a poet from others, but also style. I mentioned before your style is minimalistic because you get to the point of the work. There is that sense to rebel (using words) but this can be greatly developed and improved. Q.V.</p>

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