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I am hateful

Of how the world would bloom without me
I've run out of petals

Now i have rotten dandelions
And salty tears
I know how pain tastes
I know how self hurt is
Acrid
Self
Pity

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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Country/Region: ZAF

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neopoet

neopoet

2 months ago

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The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

This poem delves into themes of self-reflection and inner turmoil. The imagery of running out of petals and having rotten dandelions conveys a sense of decay and loss. The use of salty tears and the vivid description of knowing how pain and self-hurt taste add depth to the emotions being explored. Consider further developing the imagery and exploring different poetic devices to enhance the impact of your message. Additionally, focusing on refining the structure and flow of the poem could help strengthen its overall impact on the reader.

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Geezer

Geezer

2 months ago

I would...

let the second [tastes] go, and say:
I know self-hurt [is]
Acrid,
Self,
Pity.

kowque

kowque

1 month 3 weeks ago

I hear you

But,im so tired. Even writing feels like a chore.

Thank you for stopping by.