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Mar 2015
Chasing mind, fleeting thought
Nothing gained, nothing brought
Sanity escaping, madness entrapping
Black and white, grey overlapping
Tension high, standards low
Too many thoughts, will overflow
No more anger, no more hate
No more peace, there is no fate
I cannot stand, run not crawl
I cannot speak, scream it all
Inside my shell, all alone
Insights deep, should have grown
Life is nothing, yet most precious
World is beautiful, yet most viscious
Lost forever, I shall fall
No way out, no hope at all
Cynthia Wales
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Cynthia Wales  UK
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