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Scattered Minds
A scattered mind,
Isn't to hard to find,
Especially if it's mine,
Is insanity such a crime?
We don't have much time,
Don't be like your dad,
I hear,
Do you think it's a fad?
I wonder,
Does blood really stain?
Or do you think this judgement is simply too vein?
Let me reign,
I'll take away the pain,
I'll stick listening to my brain,
And leave your bleeding h...
Friday 16th February 2018 3:28 am
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