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Mind of the Mad

You're watching, judging, and assuming

You don't understand why I do what I do. 

Why I obsess over little things.

So stop trying to

The world is my oyster

But without the beautiful pearl

Just a plain old shell, in a plain old world

 

It's a shame you'll never know the brilliance

All you're capable to understand is the madness.

Insane, sane

Heart, or brain

Ferocious , tame

Take two breaths and stop breathing all together.

Turn your self to useless energy, forever.

 

Welcome to mind of the mad.

The queen of the asylum

A dapper old castle in the brain of a girl.

Who is tortured yet pampered in her own little world.

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Written by
jacquelyn-audrey-whiston
20 / F / American
Published
Jul 24, 2012
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