Manic Within

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Weasel

Submitted: April 30, 2016

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Since she started to read and write and editing and manuscript

Anything else went down with her cycle

Opinionated not her style

Is her way, and her way is to make it clear, damn if someone?

She's been losing it, is not hurting her, but makes her happy

Full of nonsense she is, full of beauty and testament she has

For the rest so she said, they knew in her mind everything's mass

From the beginning of her first word tumultuous visions came to be penned

What a world, solitary was no more, she found her script and thunder words

Many times she closed her doors, many a times her windows wide open

And she couldn't rest, she could not have it done

To see her work written in white like cotton-like-dye

Makes her feel like warrior storm-troop-like devil-airborne.

 


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