A cannon ball soaring through corridors and bursting open doors!
Who lit the match?
Am I to blame?
And whoooooo will out this flame?
Warm & fuzzy feelings over the anger is gone.
Inside a husk, an empty shell… and wishes to be well.
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Summer is here again… our love set sail on the wind.
The solitude deafening.
Introspective, time for thinking again.
..then I lost it!
Dangling on its last thread of existence until it dwindled to nothing.
Why are these thoughts intruding?
Eluding my better judgement.
On crushing me they are seeming hell bent!
No godsend.
The spirit yearning to transcend!
In this world, we lease our souls for rent.
Like the bamboo we bend.