qwertymonk's Post

another crescendo
tsunami hurricane
whatever you call it
and i end up sitting
on a wooden stool
sobbing so hard into
my hands i think my
face might crack or
my eyeballs may burst
but the only thing
that happens is
simplicity is rediscovered
By: via qwertymonk

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