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Mar 2018
A twirling thought made its way
Onto the surface of the day
these strange days, seem to slide
Flowing in and out of my fragile mind
The gap above slowed it's tune
Rising stars and falling moons
My tornado is coming soon

And the feeling is my Mood
Just another selfish Jude
Sarcastic mess is my fault
Just the way I harshly talk
I feel a tornado on my skin
The winds have come now I burden
It's digging deep and digging in
Burrowing its claws, deep and the most distant
Coming Crawling Creeping Closer
And so my tornado hits
breaches all parallels
Tingy pitch on my guitar
Lash out, scream lyrics. talk tough
A failed attempt my sweet loser
My tornado took me over
Noel Billiter
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