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alcohol is home. (Free verse) by SupremeDreamer I find magic
in madness.
Chaos is where we
all began.
Darkness is a realm
of all possibilities,
much similar to
madness.
Drunkenness is a state
that frees us from
ourselves...
That is why I usually
reside there.
Judgement is suspended,
and that calms me.
I feel at home then.
Is that not home?
The place you can be yourself?
That space where you unwind...
A realm where you can
simply be?
Up the ladder:
The chance is lost inside all of my tears
Down the ladder:
Portofino
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Posted: April 17, 2018 11:12 PM PDT; Last modified: April 17, 2018 11:12 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.2086053 Overall Rank: 4464 Comments:
It is a sad day that I must say that I miss my old nemesis!
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[X] Arbitrary line breaks
[X] Clerical errors
[X] Cliched imagery (gazing out of window, pits of despair)
[X] 'Depression' words (putrid, wretched, darkness)
[X] Devoid of alliteration or any such linguistic embellishments
[X] Devoid of rhyme
[X] Devoid of simile, reification or any such literary devices
[X] Devoid of wondrous or fantastical imagery
[X] Drug reference
[X] Melodramatic
[X] Overabundance of ellipses
[X] Pointedly unanswered questions
[X] Self-obsessed
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I bloody well missed you!