I am not for everyone
I have episodes within me
That people wont be able to handle
I have thunderstorms
I turn down tables
I am a piece of art
the last sentence in a book
that breaks your heart
I am not for everyone
I have a kind of love
that will ooze you from the veins to mars
Till you are shocked up
with weirdness
I am not for everyone
but to anyone who is in pain
who aches for the sake of attention
like a surrender
I am not for everyone
I am a verse of poetry
the fire and ice
the freckles,
No, I am not for everyone
I have screams that shall bound
rooftops causing an earth quick
I own sun that does not bright
For that, I curl up
I am not for everyone,
I am a piece of dim poetry
endless love,
the untold story
the misery
I am not for everyone
I have episodes within me
That people wont be able to handle
I have thunderstorms
I turn down tables
I am a piece of art
the last sentence in a book
that breaks your heart
I am not for everyone
I have a kind of love
that will ooze you from the veins to mars
Till you are shocked up
with weirdness
I am not for everyone
but to anyone who is in pain
who aches for the sake of attention
like a surrender
I am not for everyone
I am a verse of poetry
the fire and ice
the freckles,
No, I am not for everyone
I have screams that shall bound
rooftops causing an earth quick
I own sun that does not bright
For that, I curl up
I am not for everyone,
I am a piece of dim poetry
endless love,
the untold story
the misery
I am not for everyone
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