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Oct 2017
Obsessed, obsesssseeeddd, bsessed, obse,
Ssed, sessed, sobessed, bosessed.
My mind is a circuit,
It's skittish and wound.
I'm diving downwards,
Hitting the ground.
I'm soaring high,
Touching the sun.
One thought, one thought, one thought,
one!
My mind is swelling from one thought.
All else is gone.
Thought is forming into a clot,
Paralyzing, can't move on.
Can't go back,
Can't stop one thought.
Obsessed, all that's left is a shot
To the head,
Remove the clot,
My head as well,
As a result.
Never mind,
Not much inside,
Only one thought,
One thought,
One thought,
Rewinds.
Haddie Brenner
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Haddie Brenner  London
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