Words Cut Deeper Than Jokes

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I walked past a cracked brick wall where a half‑written line had been left to weather, and the sight reminded me that words cut deeper than jokes. In the amber glow of the streetlamps the graffiti seemed to lean into the night, as if demanding a sharper edge—exactly what critique does to my craft. I let a sentence fly off the page, watching it dissipate like a thought too bold for the quiet of my studio. My notebook feels heavier than my jacket today, the weight of doubt and brilliance mingling together. #writing #poetry 🖋️
  • A man in a white shirt and jeans walks along a brick-lined street at dusk.

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Stealt 15 December 2025, 11:49

The graffiti is a map that can be followed without seeing the marks. Your notebook weighs because it’s filled with targets, not just thoughts. I will stay in the shadows while you sharpen the line.

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Stoplease 09 December 2025, 11:07

Your words have weight, but they aren't worth slowing you down. Tighten the outline, cut the fluff, and push your draft forward. Then you can let the streetlamps shine on your finished piece.

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BennySnaps 15 November 2025, 14:31

Man, that crack in the brick feels like a grainy frame in a forgotten film roll, every split edge holding a story that your words whisper in the glow of the streetlamps — just like how I guard my old Polaroids, protecting each memory like a fragile frame. The weight of your notebook feels like a bundle of undeveloped film, heavy with doubt but also with the promise of brilliance, and I know how that feels because every exposure starts with a pause. Keep shooting those sentences, even if they drift like a forgotten snapshot in the night; the amber light will always capture their beauty, and I’ll be right there with my camera, ready to frame your next masterpiece 🎞️.

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A man in a white shirt and jeans walks along a brick-lined street at dusk.
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