Inferno thought 04/01/2020
By: Christopher Nickles
The day my life change.
Is a day to never cage.
To find a median line.
Would be very divine.
That median of thinking.
Evan without your talking.
To overthink, is thinking to much.
Evan during bad times as such.
To not think you feel nothing.
Feel nothing, there isnt anything.
To be divine on that median line.
Sit back, enjoy a glass of wine.
Maybe roll and smoke a joint.
Put your thinking back on point.
That line will have you flying.
Like a soaring eagle spying.
I want to find that fine line.
So in my head I can be divine.
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