I will not dwell.
I will not dwell.
I will not dwell.
But I CANNOT tear it from my mind.
I am dwelling!
I so wish that I hated you, but I do not!
I will stop dwelling.
I will stop dwelling.
I will stop dwelling.
YOU ARE READING
Constellations Of The Mind
PoetryThoughts pulled at random from the jumble of mischief I claim to be my mind.
