Oh dear - Poem 2: I try but it survives.

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Thoughts play on my mind,

Like an innocent child replays,

Their favourite video,

Until they can't play it anymore,

My thoughts won't run out,

Over played for sure,

But they will never lose,

That horrifying ability,

To haunt my mind,

To plague my mood,

Dampen my hope,

They drive me,

Into a paranoid frenzy,

Distress, fret, worry,

Sadness,

Are becoming,

My every day experience,

The tormenter of my life,

That can't be demolished.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 02, 2011 ⏰

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