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Inside-out my head

Thoughts float over my senses, Chaotic noises of old memories Dance together with innocent tears. The past bent down on its knees, In front of my tired crying eyes Me and my other inside me, Stare thoughtless, quiet and wet, This consciousness’ spectacle inside-out my head.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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