It's easy to create
Some sort of chaos,
The universe eats it up
And spits out anxiety.
Pulling and thrashing
At your mind and gut,
An unbelievable
Sort of wave rushing
Above your head
Unable to be controlled.
But just as easily
As the chaos came
It can simply vanish.
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Author:
jennas (
Offline) - Published: May 13th, 2017 18:54
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Wow really good
Thank you!
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