…. and to this i leave my youth.
September (…again)
When silence settles
on the drums of dogged ears,
the seemingly idyllic tongue
would wind simplicity
into tumult and tetherA court of confusion
strikes a chord, a warning:He thinks me crazy,
but I am a ricochet
of the whirlwind i seek to reap© AdwoaV, 2012
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