Bubbling, boiling, bust The feeling crawling in the rust The bug is near, here to report That the patience fuse is running short Shaking, Stumbling Unable to see What lies right here In front of me

Bubbling, boiling, bust The feeling crawling in the rust The bug is near, here to report That the pa...

A poem I wrote when I was younger, please excuse my skill it makes me somber. Show more
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