This is the next chapter,
This novel is not done.
I will keep on fighting,
Until this war is won.
Of course, I'm being figurative.
Figuratively, It is killing me,
But I'm strong, I'm wrong.
Figuratively, I am lost at sea,
But I'm trained, I can't complain.
Oh yes I can.
Watch me as I sink to the bottom.
Watch me as I burn to a crisp.
And the ashes form clouds in the sky.
And the water withers away my skin.
Of course, I'm being figurative.
Figuratively, It is killing me,
But I'm strong, I'm wrong.
Figuratively, I am lost at sea,
But I'm trained, I can't complain.
Oh yes I can.
Since it's only the beginning of the end.
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Metaphorical Metamorphosis
PoetryThe second major Album of mine! I enjoy writing songs immensely, therefore I have decided it's time to start my next Album. This Album is mostly about change, and figurative uses of expressing it. This one will be a little less profane and crazy tha...
