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My mind is my prison, but I hold the key
My mind is my prison
when it should be my home
where I sit in front
of an open fire and
keep myself snug and warm.
Instead my prison guards
are my thoughts and
situations my bars,
together they keep me
in solitary confinement,
but I am always keeping
a close watch on my sentries
as they make their regular patrol
and I begin to see a pattern
to their s...
Thursday 11th October 2018 7:13 am
Hold onto those thoughts
He gathered his thoughts in a plastic bag
to carry around with him,
to bring out when needed,
when he wanted to reuse them.
Tired and forgotten memories
that could be re-ignited,
and at any chosen time
to be used to tear down their target.
Their life in the airtight container
starved them of any air
thus, actually rendering them
ineffectual and for all intents
and purposes dead.
Thursday 24th May 2018 8:43 pm
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