Flushed

January 21, 2014

If I had my mind flushed away

The memories I cannot say

Pain and happiness would be gone

I could do no right

I could do no wrong

If I had my mind flushed away

All the people seem be grey

Would not could not tell who is who

Wouldn't be shouldn't be anything new

What difference would it be

To have my mind flushed away?

All the difference would be all the same

A mind flushed or a mind washed

You cannot win the game

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