Melacholy Poem by Matthew Boisjolie

Accompishment, and reigh amist in the air, defeat and collapse explode from within, superficial thoughs attempt to invade, beyond the doors we have yet to see, seismic rumbbles thought the crust, eternal showers over the dome, patient winds delivering yerning, echoing the sounds of time, dedication leading the pack, eagerness close to the lead, uforic outcome is the marage in sight, through the windows that no one sees.