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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Poems To Make Your Teeth Rattle
ŞiirI am mataya moore and this is a random collaboration of things that my go through my brain, turned into poetry.🗡