Intricate designs are woven with threads of trifles
Desires descend from an unknown reality
Such creations display scant regard for conscious flow
Lost composure draw lines of pandemonium
Utterances lack credibility as senses disapprove
Only an amplification of myriad distortions
There aren’t any languages to articulate this fault
None seeks to take responsibility to seek remedy
Frail intellect wishes to join the ubiquitous chaos©
Love this, beautiful! xo
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Thank you. 🙂
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