My passion is the silent uneasiness.
Remembering many discontent, and happy doubts.
Thoughts came worrying
worrying
worrying.
Death shall bring assurance.
I uncovered
the wispy whispering shadows
and they sprung onto the world.
The ignorant never suspecting.
I was mute.
I received the backlash.
The backlash of the world.
Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 7:24 AM UTC
My passion is the silent uneasiness.
Remembering many discontent, and happy doubts.
Thoughts came worrying
worrying
worrying.
Death shall bring assurance.
I uncovered
the wispy whispering shadows
and they sprung onto the world.
The ignorant never suspecting.
I was mute.
I received the backlash.
The backlash of the world.
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