The mind itself is a paradox
Unraveling at it's seams
Knowing one thing, believing another
But doubting that both are true
The heart is also an enigma
With it's lies hiding more lies
You're told to believe all that you feel
And ignore all you've been told
The soul, as finale, is nonsense as well
No doubt I'm sure you've been told
Living forever in heaven or hell
One destiny path foretold
The mind, the heart, the soul
Three enemies fight for control
On a battlefield ended solely by death
One hopes it won't last so long
The mind itself is a paradox
The heart is also an enigma
The soul, as finale, is nonsense as well
But no stranger than life as a whole
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Abby's Poetry
PoetryThese won't be showstoppers or anything, they're just simple. Hope you enjoy, also some deep topics about mental health and stuff like that, trigger warnings will be in each section
