All artistic expression stems from new vantage points...refining it is based on an oxymoron- Constructive Criticism. What does that mean exactly- to critisize constructively? To find the flaw but to offer a suggestion on how to remedy it...so that is your assignment, Agent Blogger. Find me a flaw and tell me how to you'd fix it.
It's a fight as old as the day I arrived
That leaves this body limp
Swaddled in blue and red
As midnight threatens assault on me
The fight is not in arms
But built in a stubborn head
To squeeze these last moments
For we may be dead'
From the rapid emptying of the present
For we may omit the encounters of our days
And the tempers of the here and now
And it's a never lasting chance
To put these words to memoirs
That Deprive me of the fall
Deprive me of the gift
I've scribbled these things
That make this sleepless rift
And combat the pull to say good night
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