Fluster
Complicated reactions to simple actions are merely distractions.
If I don't mask it it's bound to create damage.
lets not go there..
I'm still not sure what happened, there was nothing on the canvass.
You see I've had it with this madness you seek.
Don't mistake this for sadness.
It's anger I imagine.
Copyright © Napua Nelson | Year Posted 2015
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