Flair in the Air
The pain drove me insane, never will I be the same without the pain! The plane set a flame, my name burns! Thrashing wild turns and yet I am not unsure. I have a want a need for more! Thus chaos controls me, it haunts me, it mocks me! Always laughing constantly clapping, appalled by it's doing. Chaos thinks I am weak so I let it it think. Chaos thinks I am weak so let it be. Chaos thinks I am weak ha Chaos knows nothing about me!
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The Storm of Storms
PoetryThis is a collection of my deepest poems/writings/and thoughts.
