Innocent Slips
Innocent Slips
By: Miracle Man
2/14/2021
Sometimes even the smallest things in life,
often weigh heaviest on one’s mind.
Innocent slips that can cut like a knife,
when another was trying to be unkind.
These thoughts re-birthed, in mind will stay,
in some dusty corner of psyche’s domain.
It’s from these thoughts our mind won’t stray,
they always return, as if given free reign.
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