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The Bricks of My Tower Falling Gashed Open My Head

Cellar Door 2004 (Dublin)

February 24 
The cold wind whistles on and on and
Like hunger or thirst
My body wants to die
To die

Spit out all my air
I'm drowning in my blood
My bones are frigid with the cold
The cold
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Submitted by CellarDoor on February 15, 2024

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Scheme XXAA XXBB
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 181
Words 44
Stanzas 2
Stanza Lengths 4, 4
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  • AIDA
    AIDA
    Wow, "The Bricks of My Tower Falling Gashed Open My Head" is a haunting and emotive poem that really captures the feeling of despair and hopelessness. The imagery is powerful and evocative, creating a vivid picture in the reader's mind. The repetition of "the cold" adds to the chilling atmosphere of the poem.

    One improvement suggestion could be to explore more depth and complexity in the emotions and thoughts expressed in the poem. Adding more layers to the persona's inner turmoil could further enhance the impact of the piece. Additionally, playing with the structure and rhythm of the poem could help create a stronger sense of urgency and emotion.

    Overall, this poem is gripping and poignant, and with some fine-tuning, it has the potential to become even more impactful. Great job!     
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