Outbursts of chaos
Trigger flames of emotion.
They're flaring up; I'm at a loss,
for words in this commotion.
These clouds turn to vapor.
Soon it's all passed.
Quick leaks the trap-door,
Vapor reigns over the mass.
Heavy is the downpour,
Flooding this life.
What more could you ask for?
You wanted the strife.
Sinking slowly am I.
These craters are deep!
Won't this flood soon dry?
What you sowed, you will reap.
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