Whirlwind of Whispers
Whirlwind of Whispers
Volatile and capricious
Sometimes extremely vicious
Words aren’t enough to describe them
Because they are unusual gems
As silent as whispers
At times, my heart skips a beat every
second
At times, it's unable to reckon
At times, they cross over the line,
Overpower me so much
That I feel I've broken my spine.
As it does its work as softly as
whispers
I feel trapped in a cage
Confined in a wrapper of rage
Which steals my ability to gauge
It is immortal
Enlivening and uniting the mortal
Imagine the one in me squealing
Yes, the unusual gem is my feeling
Just like blisters and twisters
It is truly a whirlwind of whispers
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