What's Mine is yours
The one thing I need is the thing that controls all
Your every giving breath
Your eyes to see
Your movements
Your every thoughts
Your monsters
Your dreams
The thing I need is a creative one
Of intellect
Of goals
Of imagining things
It never shuts off, just keeps going
It takes me to other worlds without me knowing
It drives me to do what has never been done be before
It cautions me of the dangers around the corners
It remembers the past, lives in the present, and envisions the future
I need it
I want it
I can't live without it
My brain may have some of the same functions as others but mine is special
mine is mine, and I cant live without it.
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