Can you critique/comment on this new poem for me?
wanted loved show in movies,
grew people thought 'free love' meant sex.
learned how escape, , survive- groovy!
there's highway behind me full of bodies, bad wrecks.
walked alone, had nothing drive.
heart stone hollow inside.
see rocks , don't realize
might fragile, statues cried.
plaster-cast eyes watched slunk by,
trying keep wall.
it's habit i've kept, , can feel cold lie
bullet in back, shadows crawl.
ravenous souls want eat yoiur brains,
not corpses, not zombies, live.
siphon thoughts , causes pain.
there acts cannot forgive.
no 1 perfect, myself in least,
wish nothing more peace , love.
hard achieve when live amongst beasts
came same stuff we're made of....
i wanted loved show in movies, grew people thought 'free love' meant sex. learned how escape, , survive- groovy! there's highway behind me full of bodies, bad wrecks. walked alone, had nothing drive. heart stone hollow...
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