Bad Day
chaos ensured
no turning back now
nefarious plans sing out for my demise
wish I could turn back now
destruction everywhere
no point wishing for the past
for that's not how time works
but you know what, I think I might just survive
Copyright © Sarah Griffel | Year Posted 2015
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