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becca-peeples
It dances through the morning With its thoughts all smug and loud. Oh, my brain, my brain, my brain, Oh how my brain sings aloud. It controls the mirrors Right through its glass Any reflective surface The brain is what it asks. It prances onto noontime With its judgmental stain Oh, my brain, my brain, my brain Oh, how my brain sings my pain. It glances at my edges It smirks at my thighs Oh the brain is a torturous man Filled with degrading, hurtful lies. It sprints into the evening With its cocky glow Oh, my brain, my brain, my brain, Oh, how my brain sings so low. It breaks me down quickly As if it doesn’t care at all That I’m sinking into nothing Or that my heart’s about to fall. It creeps into midnight With its final remark Oh, my brain, my brain, my brain Oh how my brain sings so dark. It goes to hurt me once more But I’ve changed up the game I’ve broken all of the mirrors To make my monster more tame. I crawl into dawn With my brain at my side Oh, my brain, my brain, my brain, Oh how my brain’s songs subside.
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 4:31 PM UTC
My Monster
Escape Reality, Let the light shine through. Search for all that inspires you. Close your eyes, take a breath. See the colors around you unravel their depth. Look at things clearly, Open your mind. Take in the power, the beauty divine Watch your shadow lead you forward, Grab hold of life and make it yours. You can, you may, you wish, you pray Open your eyes, see the beauty of day
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 11:10 PM UTC
See