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Jun 2014
On top of it all lives Brian,
well actually a brain called Brian,
it is encased inside a box,the skull.

The skull protects the varying being,
mood moments and all that.

The brain is covered by a cap,
a thinking cap,
the cap may become distorted,
when,
hormones flow as rivers,
as emotions are released,
they're running free,
sometimes cheap and easy,
sometimes rather ******.

Making rash decisions,
sometimes dark and complex,
they're going on a mission,
a mission of rash decisions,
now how does that sound?
black and deep,
or bubbly,
miserable or lovely.

Unless you have something sensible to say,
keep it stashed 'neath your thinking cap!
(C) Livvi
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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