And it goes with a crash,
Of waves of dreams
And ends in a flasH
of callous words.
And i reside
In the eye of the tempest
conducting the madness
Like a symphoney
interjection,
Complication
sweet serenity?
not if i can help it.
The cliche calm
has come and gone
I am societys
catalyst.
Tightly knit?
a common clique?
the words you said.
behind their back.
are like a boomerang.
they always come back.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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youre amazing.
second stanza makes me almost want to kill you because you are so friggin creative.
sorry i leave horrible comments. at lease you get applause, hurrah

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Woopitcha!!!

