My Mind

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My mind is like a war fighting

Right and wrong.

My thoughts are like echoes of fading dreams.

My stories are

Like the dark and hopeful part of life.

My art is

Like my own way of saying I'm going to be okay.

My heart holds emptiness

That is grey as fog.

I live in silence

And eat the words of books.


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