The Lost Thoughts
As delusions replace memories.
I don’t understand how I got these enemies.
It’s not fair, not really…
My thoughts had just become unwieldy.
My blood was at a simmer.
And my mind was getting dimmer.
All I have is scared.
All I am is impaired.
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