Thoughts
Oft do I feel I should censor my mind,
Spill the ink on the cloth that my words lay,
Snatched by the Raven 'fore I finish my thoughts,
Mistaken by others that read as a foray,
Naught do I mean to cause an attack,
My emotions doth escape without thought,
Unhappiness apparent they will say,
Though the truth is adverse to what they sought.
Copyright © Jay Loveless | Year Posted 2012
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