That was really creative, I can't help it, the title intrigued me, you're a brilliant writer ), I've read your other poems, but I'm no poetry expert, I can't find the words to express what they meant to me.

I thought this poem was really cool. The way you described the machines flaws and stuff.

Keep writing :)

I like how you describe the broken machine, and how it builds up to the end.

I hate machines that don't work right. Cool idea to write a poem about that. Or is this a metaphor for something...? It doesn't matter, interesting work, I liked it.

Interesting concept you have here. I liked it. Nice job.

Thanks for the review by the way...

Haha, no, it wasn't weird. Poetry is weird in itself, so this wasn't any weirder than the rest. If that makes sense. :D

Anyway, keep writing!

first off. Thanks for all your reviews, your very kind...Okay, so i liked this it was all mysterious and idk. i just liked it.

I like your choice of words. That's pretty cool.

Not just a weird poem, I think. I can feel that there is a reference, to life, maybe? "Tears away somebody else's errors...It's dead, through and though, Well at least, it's not broken anymore...Who wants to remember a broken machine..." Great metaphor, I like it.

haha... that made me laugh. Hit it harder... oy. It's very strange, but I like strange poems. especially if they make me smile or shudder.

D Maranwe Telrunya

this is kinda like a look in my mind... lol

i like it. keep writing.

that reminds me of my computer

Hit it harder

Break down the flaws

Tears away somebody else’s errors

It’s dead

thats my favorite part!

You find inspiration in some wierd things, but hey they're good and your characters will be used so don't worry.

o... this is my favourite poem of yours I love the "broken machine" symbol. you know it means something more than what it seems, but in order to fully understand it, you have to think. I like that.

This was probably my favorite of your poems, I liked the style of it immensely. I thought it was strong all the way through, unlike a lot of poems.