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Reports of the Mind


Blown to shatters, with a crippled mind
Walking on a path highly undivine
Blackness encircles at unholy altitudes
Grossly disillusioned by a perceived delusion
Sharp stones pelted toward the back
Cracked skulls and loosened teeth of apathetic thought
Rising brows and smirking lips, cold shoulders and mighty grips
Humanness defies greatness like love defies hate
Accepting the person can be a burden
Great stories, but with ends so uncertain.

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