There is vastness in the middle of your mind
But the things we need we leave them far behind
It is an endless search until our search resigned
But when we find what we need our hunger is persistent
We may try to stop, but what we try to stop is consistent
So we give in, go again around it, despite resentment
We may not find what we need so our hunger grows
And our sanity sees this unlike what it shows
When our minds stop we will become for the crows
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 11:27 PM UTC
There is vastness in the middle of your mind
But the things we need we leave them far behind
It is an endless search until our search resigned
But when we find what we need our hunger is persistent
We may try to stop, but what we try to stop is consistent
So we give in, go again around it, despite resentment
We may not find what we need so our hunger grows
And our sanity sees this unlike what it shows
When our minds stop we will become for the crows
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