Incommunicado

Incommunicado

A Poem by Simply_Stylish
"

...the frustration of being out of touch.

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Tell me I'm not dead,
And I'll prove to you that, now, I'm just a pack of lead.
Do you think I'm still living?
When in fact all I do is exist by breathing.

The life in me died sometimes ago,
When I couldn't get new info on how to build a lego.
I breathe but live not,
For my whole being seem to account for naught.

I've occupied a space all this while,
But at the same time, my existence has been a lie.
One of the few thing still 'human' in me is that I crave for data,
Information on happenings in the world, including the activities of lava.

© 2012 Simply_Stylish


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The lines you created are very intriguing indeed, but I still feel like this could use a bit of improvement. "While" and "lie" just don't seem to rhyme, well, to most people I've met anyways. Otherwise, you've said some pretty interesting things with this. Keep it up!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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The lines you created are very intriguing indeed, but I still feel like this could use a bit of improvement. "While" and "lie" just don't seem to rhyme, well, to most people I've met anyways. Otherwise, you've said some pretty interesting things with this. Keep it up!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on June 16, 2012
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Tags: Dead, lead, lego, data, lava

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Simply_Stylish

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