Organized Chaos
For she is , the epitome of paradox
Stares into my soul with her piercing eyes
With a double edged sword, she speaks
One minute, exuberance and euphoria, the next anguish and misery
Out of the blue she utters those words of despair
Plummets me into questioning myself incessantly
the queries turn into cries for help
Contagious conundrum creeps in from behind
Eventually this complex maze...
Friday 1st May 2020 7:19 am
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