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i seem to speak my mind when i write poetry i wouldn't venture to consider them 'poems' they are more of a snippet from my mind all of the wondrous and terrible thoughts that i withhold in this bursting mind of mine my mind is a terrible place, i wouldn't visit willingly i withhold nightmares of my past and nightmares i know are destined to be my future i create vivid dreams and scenarios of my fantasy world which i live in my mind wanders to and from my habits, both cheap and expensive but who am i to tell you what my mind is for after all, it is a place you will never see how lucky for you
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 9:24 PM UTC
the places i've been, the things i've seen
i seem to speak my mind when i write poetry i wouldn't venture to consider them 'poems' they are more of a snippet from my mind all of the wondrous and terrible thoughts that i withhold in this bursting mind of mine my mind is a terrible place, i wouldn't visit willingly i withhold nightmares of my past and nightmares i know are destined to be my future i create vivid dreams and scenarios of my fantasy world which i live in my mind wanders to and from my habits, both cheap and expensive but who am i to tell you what my mind is for after all, it is a place you will never see how lucky for you
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 9:24 PM UTC
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