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Self Confusion


Walking into the room I knew-

I knew that in that moment-

If all prevailed, so would the words-

Words that may never be said again;

 

I could not get the words through my head;

It seemed impossible to process them.

 

Because my mind went on a drift-

There was no longer peace within my thoughts-

And my mind was sent away;

Although a cluster of feelings-remained unexplained

 

And through my mind-these feeling dashed;

Unable to comprehend the nonsense

My mind could never make up-

What the possibilities Could have been.

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