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Introverted Desire of An Aspiring Hermit
Here I lie in wait for a piece of peace
That'll never come 'til struggles cease
When deceased and nothing matters
Book Of Life reaching its final chapter
I'd rather seclude then to brood it all
Not being rude when I don't answer calls
Just need to stall so my engine can thrive
Disturbing turbulence makes it hard to drive
Don't want to nose dive like a kamikaze
Pulling up by the handle known as poetry
Tales of allegory don't sustain me much
Fables unable to be my crutch in the clutch
Much has changed that strains my brain
Release lever for pain remains ink stains
Disdain and a flurry of warring emotions
Trying to sustain amongst the commotion
That'll never come 'til struggles cease
When deceased and nothing matters
Book Of Life reaching its final chapter
I'd rather seclude then to brood it all
Not being rude when I don't answer calls
Just need to stall so my engine can thrive
Disturbing turbulence makes it hard to drive
Don't want to nose dive like a kamikaze
Pulling up by the handle known as poetry
Tales of allegory don't sustain me much
Fables unable to be my crutch in the clutch
Much has changed that strains my brain
Release lever for pain remains ink stains
Disdain and a flurry of warring emotions
Trying to sustain amongst the commotion
Published 1st Dec 2022
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1st Dec 2022 9:18pm
Anonymous
2nd Dec 2022 4:56am
The Introvert's anthem...and I'm here for all of it
7th Dec 2022 7:56pm
3rd Jan 2023 2:13am
