A mess

by StandStill   Mar 7, 2008


A mess of kalidescopic
colors. and
catostrophic
things. this world keeps whirling
around. faster
now it can't stop twirling
and the colors never stopping
and the whirling
speed never dropping
a mess of kalidescopic
colors.

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