So this is one of the poems I wrote in writing class I think it's good but idk what u guys think
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The rhythm lingered
From the voice that played backward
In the darkness of night
I saw a light
The rhythm lingered
With butterfingers
I drop the candle wick
That was on a candlestick
Walking down to ground
The darkness only spread
Until i was lead
The rhythm lingered all around
For the song of death will come with the bloodhound
The rhythm lingered
