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My Thoughts Are Maimed
My thoughts are maimed
Pictured moments untainted and framed
Every scene chronologically sequenced
To the epic memory, a prison in which I am sentenced
Blessed, I forget I am
Constantly polluting my body with sickness
Enveloping frothing in its thickness
Causing illness they are parasites
That paralyze the host
Eat any self conscious, most
Of all planting paranoia and delusion
Into the mindset of a girl with no confusion
About who she is, who she is to become
Where her goals like and her fears are none
Where the past has passed
And the future awaits knowing one
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Nokwanda Sihlali
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