Sorrow never looked so sweet
falling past your smile
Light. Terror. Space.
Kindness never looked so vile
flitting past your switchblade
Mute. Sane. Empty.
Insanity never so serene
while in your binding straightjacket
Darkness. Rapture. Light.
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This is perhaps my favorite of your poems that I've seen so far. This is really a departure from what I've seen of your style to date, so congrats!!!
I would challenge the words 'Empty' and 'Rapture' to see if there may be anything more surprising still. And also I'm not sure of the straightjacket that isn't already binding, so perhaps that adjective may be unnecessary.
But again, I think this is really good work!
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