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My Mind


I live in the past not the present

My mind repeats the unpleasant 

This place callled earth I try to figure out 

When I get closed I get knocked down

I play on the safe side so I don't get hurt

I take no risk, Im not as brave as I look 

I live in the past not the present 

Im in a lonely place that is not pleasant.

My brain is chain waiting for freedom 

~By: Eva Toth

 

 

 

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