Inhabitant

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I can't think straight
My mind is cluttered up with your name
And everything that is connected to you.
I can't even point out
What it is
How many
I can't even understand
Why I let some late night conversation
Be the permission of my mind
To let your name inhibit mine
I can't get you off
You are stealing away every idea that is starting to form
You are stepping on words that tries to construct sentences
You are running around
Causing havoc
And disorientation
To a sanctuary like mind
You are the dirt to the water
Worm to the apple
Scissors on a group of cutters
You are so out of place
And its making my mind jumble
You are keeping my mind blank of everything
But full of you
So full of you

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