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Jsin
Member since March 7, 2021
Member for 5 years, 2 months
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Artificial Emotion
In the altogether, breath of aether
Bound together, strips of leather
The tether, as light as a feather
Feeling the heather, slightly nether
Harmonious consistance, of resistance
Fulfilling assistance, to our existence
Craving coexistence, reality subsistence
Now the distance, is non existence
Giving our soul, the chance to controle
Always extol, every loss of control
Reaching a goal, as our bodies unroll
Low and behold, there's nothing to withhold
No greater desire, that we'll require
Every ripped attire, that we retire
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Is left beside her, as it will transpire
As we lit the fire, she got me higher
Then any drug known, she was my own
Hearing my moan, she cast her stone
Everlasting bemoan, constant atone
Now the toan, turned into a groan
Though the darkness, is artless
And starless, forever godless
Irregardless, I still wanted us
Finding solace, in all the parlous
Life is restricted, now that I'm addicted
Heart depicted, grievously afflicted
Just as predicted, forever constricted
Always acquitted, even though omitted
No more than one, I was abandoned
Now this compassion, with no companion
More than none, what have I done
No interaction, love rarefraction
Disguised contrast, of a blurry past
Couldn't surpass, or make it last
Now grown biassed, playing miscast
Will I out last, or will it be rehashed
Memories replay, as they decay
As I convey, I will kneel a pray
Refusing to portray, the small cliche
Choose to slay,
Forever and a day.
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07 SatAnniversary
5 years of membership
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07 MonAnniversary
One year of membership
- March 2021
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07 SunReceived a critique
on Artificial Emotion from @Geezer
"choosing to use so many sound-a-like rhyming words to write a poem; is that you will eventually run out of words to use and be forced to repeat. [Which you have done a couple of times.] Also you have a couple of misspel…" -
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Just someone that wishes he could see "Through their eyes."
Remember some times the writings on the wall aren't as important as the wall that were written on.
Location: Texas
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