Super-human
The spark of creation has burst a-flame, Floods of anger overcomes me, A reaction to the pain it's feeling. It keeps accelerating. The work of my hands shows not enough speed, Each new thought a seed, Another after another just keep coming, Relentless, The ascent lamentless, careless in it's approach! Any more and my head will explode! A super power without control, Give me time and I'll have it mastered, I'll either cast aside my demons or crash before.
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Poet_Scott
Scott Farquharson had written poetry all of his life as an outlet for a very confused mind. He compiled his first book at the age of 19, \'General Thought (Book of few words)\', which was self published on Lulu.com in 2010. Following this, in 2012,...
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