8 [ Poem / Rant ]
Flowers blossom and bloom,
while I sit here in gloom.
The sky shines brighter than the sky,
as the birds soar in the clear sky.
My head drenched in sweat,
my eyes droopy dead,
my mood swings by
and my brain turns to mush.
Knowledge inundates my senses,
as my brain swims out of it.
My shoulders drooping from the stress,
oh well I can't take it any more,
but I got to,
to see the rainbow after the storm.
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