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Organized Chaos

For she is , the epitome of paradox
Stares into my soul with her piercing eyes
With a double edged sword, she speaks
One minute, exuberance and euphoria, the next anguish and misery

Out of the blue she utters those words of despair 
Plummets me into questioning myself incessantly 
the queries turn into cries for help
Contagious conundrum creeps in from behind
Eventually this complex maze...

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