Confusion
consoumed by grief, yet conqured by fear
some have told me this outrageous behavior is obsert
but if they could just spend one day in this intricatly composed, emotionaly confused, dream based brain of mine
they would understand that sometimes these brown eyes are thinking about one thing when you they think im focused on another
Copyright © Joni Havard | Year Posted 2012
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