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Dead Inside (Free verse) by drnick

My soul must be iron: Forged in fire but currently cold, crushing. The weight intense With structure long rusting. Bringin' me down, Like an anchor Through the ground. I make not a sound, And feel nothing.

Ranger 10-Oct-06/12:28 PM
Flows well, and you control it nicely. With a title like this it could easily have gone into a quasi-emo self-pitying mire, but I like the way you've dealt with the content. I can't really think of much else to say that'll be any use, I'm a bit useless at the moment. Struggling to write, myself, right now.

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