We are dance,
trapped in time.We are the loved ones.
Kill the crazed in mind might be,
I see them through your amber eyes.I see this beast rage round and round and tear your mindscape of me down.
We are the loved ones, trapped in time

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The Aggravated Mind
PoetryEmbracing a new pattern or rhythm of life. Taking on new ways of thinking and washing away the old. A sweet love of verse and song. My heart will go on. *Author's note* Note will be random insight to the poems of this book.