The core has bore all the pain inside,
Difficult tumult rendered me snide,
Raging, engaging feelings abound,
Grieving and seething too tightly wound.
Compressed and distressed though thoughts maintained.
Curious, how sanity sustained.
Revulsion, explosion, need to halt.
Fruition of ascension, exalt!
hey i like thiss one man! very unorthodox, vry good
ReplyDeleteUnorthodox, I like it! Thanks for commenting :)
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