Firery Genetics
Cry alone into a opaque stupor
Arranging pain with thoughts so tender
Night began to haunt my mind
Cancelling my heart so fine
Even now My temper flourishes
Removing all sense of purpose.
Copyright © Tony Waeland | Year Posted 2009
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