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why can I not speak my mind and why can my mouth not process the words that flow effortlessly in the poetry I write and tonight. I want to ignite a change in my current life find a way to show everyone what I might and maybe oh maybe they'll want to venture into my mind. but oooooooh so risky and oooooooh so dangerous only the curiosity will lead and all of their other needs will stray behind like a shedding cat multiple layers they'll uncover the ones that are beautiful have beautiful pictures and videos well then theres the ones with devil like people who take control of whom ever they get their grimy hands over my mind hides all my inner knowledge It inhabits my thoughts so they cannot be shared why though why? I have a plethora of ideas just hidden behind an untouched curtain because I don't have an answer you'd expect me to but I don't. to all of this madness- is there something I can do?
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Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
mind mishaps again.
why can I not speak my mind and why can my mouth not process the words that flow effortlessly in the poetry I write and tonight. I want to ignite a change in my current life find a way to show everyone what I might and maybe oh maybe they'll want to venture into my mind. but oooooooh so risky and oooooooh so dangerous only the curiosity will lead and all of their other needs will stray behind like a shedding cat multiple layers they'll uncover the ones that are beautiful have beautiful pictures and videos well then theres the ones with devil like people who take control of whom ever they get their grimy hands over my mind hides all my inner knowledge It inhabits my thoughts so they cannot be shared why though why? I have a plethora of ideas just hidden behind an untouched curtain because I don't have an answer you'd expect me to but I don't. to all of this madness- is there something I can do?
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Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
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