Unordinary

Writing to just be

Free

From my insanity

Creeping up right besides me

Slithering

Slaughtering

The sheep of conformity 

The ones unknowingly 

Under control

As I sit here

With a sold soul

Pircing gold

Of the untold

Dear Pamela

Tell a story

With bloody curtains 

On a line

Feeling the watch

Click in time

As the ripper

Rips a sheet

As I recline

#poetry

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