Tuesday, August 31, 2010

A comparison of the unnatural

I consider myself a young Edgar Allan Poe.
I consider my words to be the same as his you know.

I rhyme, I hate, and my words are precise.
My thoughts though have come to a different price.

My words like his stab the reader like a knife.
They echoe the words he used during his life.

Our views on poetry are one in the same.
And I dislike anyone who consider this a shame.

I hope one day my skills will show.
Because I consider myself a young Edgar Allan Poe.

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