Behind the back of the chair

Poems: madness; loneliness; beauty; without rhyme.

Part one; how I feel.

… she loved to wear huge colorful blazers and a shiny fish in her ear, which made her look proud.

Part two; at the bottom of the ocean I thought I was sitting on top of a mountain.

… Mark always smoked roses. After all, he understood more than the others, and the roses calmed him.

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