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My Mind Is My Own
My mind is my own
But it’s thought are foreign
Their nature is a conquest of deception
Forcing perception to be an abstract idea and a tangled question
Sanity is now an opinion within itself
[no one in their right mind can understand it, and no one out of it can claim it.]
Truth no longer means
And anything is just a dream
Absence is more concrete
For it clears my mind ...
Tuesday 3rd October 2017 9:28 am
Dusk
In the darkness it was a shadow
Highlighted by the edges of the rising sun
Where in-between it began to gleam
As the son stuck its fingers through the seams
With her eyes on
The horizon
Watching
The dusk of the night
Meeting
The don of the day
And with its light
It ended twilight
Oh Maddened Mind Of Mine
Saturday 30th September 2017 11:14 am
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