Wind of the Mind
May 21, 2016
My mind is a Tornado
Endlessly rotating in desrtuction
But there's hope to find shelter
Poetry quells the winds of my mind and lets them flow
As my thoughts flow to pages of passion
And I emerge from the cellar
Althought the storm rages so
Poetry settles the frustration
And closes the day much brighter
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