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Hey guys. Back again with another short piece of work. Any and all critiques will be accepted. Thanks

"Signals"

The satellites in the sky,
Are very much like you and I.
Collecting and sending information
But never being "in touch."

Being a receptor
To the things that you do.
These signals you're giving,
You're not being you.

These signals you're sending
They're corrupting my mind
Bit by bit
Destroying my design.

I've fallen into our atmosphere
Our shine's become a murky blue
I'll be that one question on your mind.
"Just what the f*ck happened to you?"
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"Signals"

The satellites in the sky,
Are very much like you and I.
the short lines combined with the predictable rhyme makes this a little sing-songy
Collecting and sending information
But never being "in touch."
I really like this simile

Being a receptor
To the things that you do.
These signals you're giving,
You're not being you.
definitely a better rhyme scheme than the first stanza. I wish you would elaborate more, though. These short stanzas make your message vague and leave me wanting to know more about these 'signals'.

These signals you're sending
They're corrupting my mind
Bit by bit
Destroying my design.
Love the last line here, but I STILL don't know what exactly these signals are. Be more specific so readers can relate and understand better.

I've fallen into our atmosphere
cool continuation of the comparison with a satellite
Our shine's become a murky blue
I'll be that one question on your mind.
"Just what the f*ck happened to you?"
I feel like you should be asking this question.

Interesting, if a bit mysterious. I hardly know what is happening in this piece, but I'm sure there is some kind of story behind it, right?

Feel free to leave it open to interpretation, but the current setup leaves me frustrated from not knowing the actual situation between you and this other person.

The writing itself- especially your comparisons and imagery- is wonderful. If you could critique mine (link in my signature), that would be great.