There is an uproar rising in my soul First an itch, then a twitch, and tears trickled Angry stares tripped away my sanity I felt a switch coming down, and welts trickled I am water and oil, the hardest mix First a tear, then a stitch, and pain trickled Neighbors gathered, yet their pleas were […]
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