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Noise

Blaring, Screeching, Buzzing.
A thick, Paralyzing fog.
How can I concentrate?
It settles over my mind like a dense, opaque haze.
Obliterating all thoughts and shattering serenity.

— Rhiannon, May 17, 2010

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ifoundaplace

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16 years ago

Rhionnon

This is good. It's short, and that's okay, but for this poem I suggest you to just add a few more lines, to really bring the poem together if you know what I mean. It's perfact if it's just a little poem from no concentration. No worries. Good job Danielle :)