Nothing Special

In an effort to burn down my house

With a blow torch and gasoline

I found it still remains

Brighter and stronger than before.

Like lightening in a snowstorm,

Chaos in a colonial,

The madness erupts inside this house,

Or perhaps it’s all in my mind.

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