o woe to you wayward minds,
who's path doth ignorance intwine,
who along this road doth wind,
o woe to you of wayward minds
woe to you wayward minds,
which selfishness is all ye find,
who stumble trip for ye are blind,
o woe to you wayyward minds,
woe to you of wayward minds,
to which the hearts of cruel are bind,
who cleave to all of your own kind
o woe to you of wayward minds,
woe to you of wayward minds,
until your road doth fall and grind,
and cry do do such of all mankind,
o woe to you of wayward minds!
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I really like the style of this poem, and many of your others as well. This one in particular though sounds like Dylan Thomas. Some really excellent words choices in these poems. You've got a gift for writing poetry.
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