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Black skies are my horizon,
There's no love for me here;
Just razorblades and misery.
The flowers all die,
The hungry starve to death,
All you can wonder:
Is this over?
And if it is,
When?

Reviews

[Anthony]

Not very deep, Most often a poet emphasizes that which is inside. You seem to have just thought of something and made it work to your way. Let your emotions just flow from you, it'll be a more enticing feeling then, your poem just screams bland.

Not bad, But could be much better.

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I thought this was really interesting. It really peeked my interest. It was sad, but I can relate to it.

[Nicole]

cool...I like this peom.

[Joe]

THis is a sad poem, but in it's sadness it has a kind of beauty. You're a good writer. Keep it up! (I hope everything works out alright)