Funereal twins called, once again
Despair and gloom, to take me for a spin
What a ride, it lasted but a flash
I dove to safety just before the crash
I dusted off a pale and desperate drone
And, wandered back to sanity alone
They wander, cackling, in the depths of night
I smile at them and feign it's recondite
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Rhapsody
PoetryA collection of poems on this and that. It's mostly about the heart ...