slave

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A slave to my mind,

As my thoughts intertwine.

I'll do almost anything just to pass the time.

My brain feels like its attacking me,

I know these thoughts aren't meant to be.

Don't dare ponder the meaning of life,

Or in your hand you may find a knife.

Positively I try to think,

While my mind spins in circles like a skating rink.

Can't wait to fill the blank skin
full of ink.

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