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Softly


Bathed in pain Awash in misery Heartache from heartbreak Kicked to the curb Hung out to dry Alone under midnight light Sitting and spinning Webs of lies Covering up the hurt Wounds not so old Deep venomous red Spew black hurt Slowly I sink, slipping softly, into oblivion
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QV
<p>Nearly all your pieces share a common stylistic mode, which can be very effective. The style is minimalistic, and reduces the poem to the bare action. Becareful of this technique, it may cause an entire poem to sound fragmented and random. Q.V.</p>

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