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When I write,
Pain is released like a firecracker,
In a short burst,
Very dramatic,
Artistry at its finest,
I wanted to share this everyone,
Cry your heart out and better yourself with some pharmaceuticals,
They are very tasty,
Try to follow the rhyme with me,
The storm is beginning,
The world has taken over,
And I am still here waiting for something to happen,
I am going to grand theft auto this situation,
Streak through all of the chaos of a normal world,
Anxiety and pain are totally related in a writers 'eye,
Let us see if I am correct.

Comments (2)
"I am going to grand theft auto this situation," That was my favourite line. Loved your poem!
Nice work on this one.