Emo or AI? See if you can guess who wrote this DREADFUL poetry
Emo or AI? See if you can guess who wrote this DREADFUL poetry
Tell us whether you think computers or sulky rock stars penned these lines
Tell us whether you think computers or sulky rock stars penned these lines
"A hundred and a half hour ago, I am glad to meet you. I can hear the music coming from the hall."
"I don’t really need to anyway. What’s the point when my dreams are infected with words you used to say?"
"It was over thirty years ago. That was six years ago.
He had died two years ago."
“You’re chasing the ghost of a good thing. You’re haunting yourself as the real thing. It’s getting away from you again, while you’re chasing ghosts."
"There are lots and lots and lots of flowers."
“Considering everything, me leaving with regrets only makes sense. I’ll see you when we’re both not so emotional.”
“You and me, you know that we were always funny in a car crash sort of way. Watch me bruise and bleed for you.”
"I had to do this. I wanted to kill him. I started to cry. I turned to him."
"It was the only way. It was her turn to blink. It was hard to tell. It was time to move on."
"Then you tried to shed your leaves you pined for warmth as they said your lack of love for your dear self is sapping all of us here out. Trace your roots back to the ground, work out the knotholes for yourself."
"Burned out like a dying sun on alcohol and cheap romance."