VII. Hyperbole

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I Like The Sound Of Seven Thunders


Breaking asunder!
My reputation struck by thunder!
Emulating a scene of such wonder
I sat still amidst the noise to ponder
.
Broken pieces of reflective mirror
Reflects a light in different angles
Whenever I write passionately
Their stomach growls uncomfortably
.
So are my words interpreted in many angles
That pierce through their hearts like a javelin
None was there to talk to me
When I speak my mind, they attempt to stitch me
.
Their long endless loop of euphonic rhythm
Makes my ears bleed like a broken vessel
So I write ten thousand words in a minute
I play it aloud to sound like the seven thunders
.
One, they don't like it
Two, they don't want to listen
Three, they can't comprehend it
Four, they try to avoid it
.
Five, it's always unexpected
Six, it's always controversial
Seven, it's always thought-provoking
Because my words are not empty!
.
Like the sound of seven rumbling thunders
It is frowned upon
Not everyone likes it
But it can make a difference

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