-INTENSITY-
Intensity...brought on by time under stress
Contributing to a greater emotion called duress
I thought it was all... under control
Until all Hell began to eruptively unfold
When safety turned off on this machine
Only to have all emotions begin to careen
Into sheer chaos they plummetted down
And all life's control began to drown
Panic...terror...chaos all enchyme
Elapsing now into life's crime
Pulling silently into the abyss
Please, no more Intensity...I must insist.
Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
Ms. Caroline
©8-20-06
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