And People Think I'm Going Crazy

And People Think I'm Going Crazy

A Poem by brucethemaster

Journey through with me
The fruit is bad
Blacken forest
Toddlers funning
And people think I'm going crazy

Follow me with evil
The gun is jammed
White clouds
Adults screaming
And people think I'm going crazy

Walk with me in the fields
The plane is crashing
Grey self
Old people dying
And people think I'm going crazy

Tag as I can
Blow it all over me
Non colors don't exist
Angels flying with their wings
And people think I'm going crazy

© 2013 brucethemaster


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Added on April 25, 2013
Last Updated on April 25, 2013

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brucethemaster
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Name is Bruce. I am engaged to Mereanda and we have 2 kids together. My writing career started in 2002, I am the author of the Insanity series and other books that are available on Amazon just search .. more..

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