For Some
A trillion waves make up an empty sea,
restless as the mind itself can be;
juggled once and juggled twice,
turmoil deep down resonates so well,
to some.
Words of steel clash a mind of rubber,
a mind of sanity which knows no other,
than what has been bestowed upon by thee.
A mind penetrable by impurity.
From some.
Wandering thoughts from deep arise,
a fire lit by the evening’s lies,
put out by sanity’s bowl of dust;
another mind you’ve failed to rust.
-For Some-
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