LimitedA Poem by AMetaphoricalSoul
Never
Finish a whole sentence In one line Because it Doesn't seem to fit. For some strange reason It just doesn't make sense. Cut off Abruptly. Maybe even One Word At A Time. It's just strange That these things seem better Unfinished. I guess That's the beauty Of style. It doesn't change Because it's distinguished For that person Who created it Or used it. And I Set limits For myself. And my limit Has been reached. © 2009 AMetaphoricalSoul |
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