The storm that brewsA Poem by MerakiPicturesque Chaotic Unreal This world of time and Calculated truths Realistic or not It's a mess I don't know what I speak of My mind is a messy place Jumbled words Thoughts of turmoil Beautiful and wonderful Mysterious and grand So dark and so light An oxymoron An obstacle in it's Own right.. My life My world The perfect clutter Constantly changing Rearranging My internal And eternal adventure The storm that always brews Ah, how.. Lovely.
© 2014 MerakiAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMerakiAustin, TXAbout"And she tucked herself away in a corner, quite foreign to the crowd around her and all that kept racing through my head is that the best kind of beauty is the kind that is mostly ignored," -Christoph.. more..Writing
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