i tried to stay true to the unity
tuned to every opportunity
i found my ruins in the mutiny
loose stone of the community
such a crude and brutal fluency
the futile fruits of lunacy
the pulled roots of my truancy
grew away from my community
Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
i tried to stay true to the unity
tuned to every opportunity
i found my ruins in the mutiny
loose stone of the community
such a crude and brutal fluency
the futile fruits of lunacy
the pulled roots of my truancy
grew away from my community
I am submitting this in a poetry contest. The theme must be "community". Ten prizes of 500 dollars. Somehow, I just don't think I will win. Lol.
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