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Polish Peek
Critique my poem and give suggestions?
Rat Race pixels intermittent flash of the TV as strong, next, faster, para. Nothing is guarantee of ideas, beliefs, feelings, thoughts. There are more rare and unique, not trained, polished, educated, taught. Only chic and beauty tips, freaks and geeks lies, cries defeat. Of others without effect we are here to fill in minutes, hours, days, weeks. Who is left to say the least? Cry, cry, the attack .. but speak. All is calm but there is more peace officers and children roam the streets of the grave cries when you take your eye moves revolution the fragile and weak. Here it is not where it stops, nobody knows now.
I do not want to criticize a good poem .. its nice .. I like ..
