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by Wishmaster Apr 30, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
The sights and sounds Of those all around me Are the ones that keep me in bounds And keep those who want to flee The riot's is building deep inside The panic is lurking all around And it will not subside Until composure is found The hearts of those Who do not comprehend All their woes Will reach their end The riot's is building deep inside The panic is lurking all around And it will not subside Until composure is found But I know Where this will lead to But I will not go This has been long overdue The riot's is building deep inside The panic is lurking all around And it will not subside Until composure is found