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Fri, 06/19/2015 - 00:49 -- acnoel

you have flowers and bees

then water feeds trees

even an ostrich would warn a zebra of danger

why doesn’t anyone’s mind work with mine?

 

a mom and her daughter will speak in unison

eve ate the apple like people do unconsciously everyday

they show up to school wearing the e x a c t same thing

why doesn’t anyone’s mind work like mine?

 

just one more save they could’ve won the game

a man with six years in prison could still go to heaven

moles are fine living in a hole in the ground

why is my mind not okay with me?

 

will i be okay by the time i'm 25?

what if i never get this right?

i think i've lost track of time

get me out of my mind

This poem is about: 
Me

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