Storm of the falling


Written within those hearts of poets..


Running credit

touching only those


As those whom


within their

golden spoon..


It’s just another day…


Harming the innocent

whom are living

an waking day to day..

Shattering the chance

of their dreaming..

Leaving no room

for fun loving play..


Only a thought

from a broken man


as a childlike soul

now wandering a world

in a fun loving


The poetic economy

must fall..


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