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A Mind Confound
This place is a prison surrounded by thousands of seemingly endless ruptures of light Glittering like bees armed with non-permitting swords That shine in the graceful glow of the moonlight, Constantly drinking the colors of the night in the unfamiliar glamour and prejudice of a repetitive dream. How long does a man have to wait before he realizes he’s lost? Is he in a place of sadness, or a place of elegance and class? Watch him escape as the red scraping fingers Pull him back from his all but meaningless intentions of escape. He is dragged back inside the unidentified Noises of the party goers in his head. They are circling his cell as he imagines a parade Of pleasant sorts is going down the halls. This noise cascading upon him as a wave of sirens Reminds him of the unforgiving world outside. He is a prisoner, A confined man from the outside world... yet he still is kept Contained in the emptiness of him solemn mind. You would watch and scoff to see his pitiful attempt At his one day of freedom that could have been true. He begins to think any thought that so chooses To disrupt the R.E.M. related events. The parade has stopped, And everyone’s frozen. His mind is at rest and he remains in his cell. The parades are gone, dead from the suddenness. He remains in his cell. These figures of various people Remind him of what the world can be and why he wanted, And hates to leave his confinement. He does not think on smart intentions though. He stays in the prison accepting a new doctrine That no more will people conspire against him In order to get the false sense of restitution From him thinking that everything is at peace. The world was his motive And now it’s his cause. And with that cause, His righteous notion will forever bare this dream.
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