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Oh, mind, do you mind me minding? I'm finding it hard to open my eyes, It's blinding. I see only darkness in here. She kind of likes the feeling of fear. Oh, mind, why is this pleasure unknown? True happiness is found when you are alone. Why do the aimless things linger in my head? Are they incidental? I remember what everyone says. Oh,  mind, I'm minding the path to my soul. I hear my heart beat after all. Just as a soulless beggar on a drum I pass by and begin to hum. Thoughts turn into song, Her thoughts turn into wrong. Oh, mind, do you mind me minding? I'm finding it hard to open my eyes, Sorry for wandering.
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Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC
Does She Mind Me Minding My Mind?
Oh, mind, do you mind me minding? I'm finding it hard to open my eyes, It's blinding. I see only darkness in here. She kind of likes the feeling of fear. Oh, mind, why is this pleasure unknown? True happiness is found when you are alone. Why do the aimless things linger in my head? Are they incidental? I remember what everyone says. Oh,  mind, I'm minding the path to my soul. I hear my heart beat after all. Just as a soulless beggar on a drum I pass by and begin to hum. Thoughts turn into song, Her thoughts turn into wrong. Oh, mind, do you mind me minding? I'm finding it hard to open my eyes, Sorry for wandering.
ashley-reem
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Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC
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