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Oh this mystery of the mind

I must have left it all behind

When I breathe I always choke

I think my bodymind is broke

Words are flying through my head

When I'm on the run or in my bed

Am I these word or are they me?

I never knew what ought to be

Numbers taunt me in the night

This is truth I cannot fight

But truth is something hard to see

I don't know if it's for me

Sometimes you're good

Sometimes you're bad

There's always fun to be had

Whether its work or play

Straight or gay

It's always who you are today

The kindest war

The cruelest peace

The funnest bore

The most whole piece

The dullest art

The heaviest feather

Are all apart

And all together

Comments (3)

Posted by R.E.Potter 03-26-2008 15:32,   ,,, liked it...flowed really well   » Report this comment to administrator » Reply to this comment...   Posted by Tarhead Mugwump 03-26-2008 16:08,   nice easy for simple me to follow   » Report this comment to administrator » Reply to this comment...   Posted by lorislittlesecret 03-28-2008 10:58,   ... nice   » Report this comment to administrator » Reply to this comment...

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