Saturday, April 30, 2016

I was amazed and angered
Sat there waiting to be tampered
But I watched myself go
Leave all that flow

I walked across the hall
I calmed my spirit from all
I suddenly designed my thoughts
To be manufactured from talks.

How did I come to surpass
Illusions in a blind curve
Defunct, destroyed and delivered
At your doorstep they surrendered.

While all this took place in my head
While all this replayed in my bed
I gloomed over the glass
Sipped another of my best, fast.

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