A sourly look spreads o’er tha faceand beckons moods of ire.Once summoned by tha shattered nerves it sets tha world a’fire.A scowl to ward off fettered foeand warn of danger close.Your anger shoots across ya faceand withers those ya chose.But softly mutes those strings of painand calms your oceans squall.Once where you screamed a vacuum…
A sourly look spreads o’er tha face
and beckons moods of ire.
Once summoned by tha shattered nerves
it sets tha world a’fire.
A scowl to ward off fettered foe
and warn of danger close.
Your anger shoots across ya face
and withers those ya chose.
But softly mutes those strings of pain
and calms your oceans squall.
Once where you screamed a vacuum forms.
A saviour to them all.
An errant spark ignites your flames.
Invigorates your fire.
So once again your feeling dive
and all shall feel your fire.
Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.
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