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Where am I, you ask? Lost in the clutter of my mind Thoughts all jumbled up Like a spool of tangled thread And just as thin So close to breaking Fingers get caught And slowly turn purple Once released, permanent damage remains My conscience plays the fingers My mind the thread Pull to hard, the thread snaps Don’t pull enough, and it’s forever knotted
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 9:07 AM UTC
Knotted Thread
Where am I, you ask? Lost in the clutter of my mind Thoughts all jumbled up Like a spool of tangled thread And just as thin So close to breaking Fingers get caught And slowly turn purple Once released, permanent damage remains My conscience plays the fingers My mind the thread Pull to hard, the thread snaps Don’t pull enough, and it’s forever knotted
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 9:07 AM UTC
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