Friday, January 31, 2014

Wild Cicadas in the Night

Buzzing and shrieking
At the top of their voices
Flying blindly, aimlessly,
In the cold, dark night.

Flapping tirelessly,
Don't know where to go
You drive me crazy
You make me lose control.

Wild cicadas in the night
You make me feel unsafe
Whenever you're around
Brings my fear and hunger
Fall shamelessly to the ground.

~ Swan Princess in Distress ~

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