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Apr 2019
Let’s love hard and reckless.
Like the sounds of madness,
That mutter insults into our ears.
We are perfect as long as we don’t think,
but that is what we are programmed to do
We’ve done it for so long;
Engrained into our flesh.
We can’t be pleased.
Stuck in a cyclone.
A Vortex.
Endless if we can’t find our way out.
Two souls
to find
their happiness.
When it was right
In front of them
All along.
Love is a Vortex.
Written by
Jonathan Campbell  22/M/Mississippi
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