There is a storm that rages inside the conscious mind. Hurricanes that can't be tamed, Tornadoes spinning out of control, Tsunamis like Mountains seemingly reaching for the skies, and Dark Clouds unrendered, casting somber moods. Thank God for the Ink in my Pen.
I have multiple personas, and I scribe fanatically under all of them. Yes, you would have to be a Lil crazy to innerstand me.
P.s.,
We wouldn't be human if our hearts didn't break.
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Fallen Stars
A collection of poetry, prose, brevity, musings, writings and chaotic scribbling from dachaoticmind.
