Oh lord the power of being a hopeless romantic with such hope is a dangerous combination. A combination that sings angelic songs while riding on the hounds of hell, a combination that slips from your fingers like a gambler holding cash and one that plays charades and makes you look like a fool as if you became all to much... I used to feel the distant touch...but soon that TOUCH became a SCRATCH and with more hurtful negative notions it became CUT and with more tampering and more screwing it up times and times again it became A SCAR an anxious and defiant one. Oh what a dangerous combination.
up times and times again it became A SCAR an anxious and defiant one. Oh what a dangerous combination.
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Poetry For The Amorphous
PoetryJust simple words to explain such larger aspects and variations of the feelings we need to relate too. I'm using this platform to represent hard times but beautiful times as well. I write when I have a overwhelming feeling that needs to be expressed...