You, my tempest in a teapot:

Whirling hurricane of inconvenience.

Rest within your porcelain walls,

And cease our tireless dance.


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  1. CIVILIAN Says:

    Wounded pride, Fleeting confidence, feigns happiness. Laughs too loud, looks too proud, eyes give it away. Actor, Improve, trying to continue the scene, hoping for curtains, begging for applause, bitter at approval, fearing rejection, convince yourself you don’t care. But you do, too much pride, like taken control, or at least enjoy the ride.

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