#busymind - Hello Poetry

I don't know how you do it It's like you can read my mind Even in those days when I feel My head is as busy as time square in the middle of a beautiful summer night

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Nov 19, 2024

Nov 19, 2024 at 10:17 PM UTC

3m165829

Mindreader

I don't know how you do it It's like you can read my mind Even in those days when I feel My head is as busy as time square in the middle of a beautiful summer night

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One day it won't feel like a trainwreck Suddenly every weight will be lifted off My shoulders. I need this. What can I accomplish now? This Here Now You needed my time, I'm saying Everything's fine; I mean everything happens but may not happen for our own benefit.

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Aug 12, 2019

Aug 12, 2019 at 3:23 AM UTC

marinamxlina

Maybe

One day it won't feel like a trainwreck Suddenly every weight will be lifted off My shoulders. I need this. What can I accomplish now? This Here Now You needed my time, I'm saying Everything's fine; I mean everything happens but may not happen for our own benefit.

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Tumble through my head Just as I fall into bed Spinning round and round Not making any sense Where's my pad? It's downstairs Trying to sneak down the stairs, creaky floorboards, squeaky doors, husband who loudly snores but high alert should I speak. Trying to sneak to get my pad makes me giggle and laugh Find my pad, start to write Hubby quietly stands in door, gives me such a fright We may as well have a cup of tea, even though its only half past three We drink and talk, back to bed Words tumble through my head - - - and my pad is still downstairs!!

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Apr 14, 2018

Apr 14, 2018 at 3:43 AM UTC

jackie-mead

Words

Tumble through my head Just as I fall into bed Spinning round and round Not making any sense Where's my pad? It's downstairs Trying to sneak down the stairs, creaky floorboards, squeaky doors, husband who loudly snores but high alert should I speak. Trying to sneak to get my pad makes me giggle and laugh Find my pad, start to write Hubby quietly stands in door, gives me such a fright We may as well have a cup of tea, even though its only half past three We drink and talk, back to bed Words tumble through my head - - - and my pad is still downstairs!!

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***My mind is in overdrive All my thoughts are amplified I need a megaphone I don't really know what for But I feel if I scream, it will make my thoughts real*** ***I have a sweet melody playing in my head I probably should work on my life instead but words keep echoing in my mind My brain is always occupied***

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Dec 19, 2016

Dec 19, 2016 at 7:38 PM UTC

East-Wind

Occupied

***My mind is in overdrive All my thoughts are amplified I need a megaphone I don't really know what for But I feel if I scream, it will make my thoughts real*** ***I have a sweet melody playing in my head I probably should work on my life instead but words keep echoing in my mind My brain is always occupied***

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i wonder if they know the mystery a conundrum of molten sentiments an enigma of misheard or broken statements a solitary piece of bone china, shattered on the ground how did it happen? that's what she asked herself in the haze of phantoms choking her with lingering smoky fingers of regrets and unspoken words suffocating that tiny part of her unscathed technicolor imagination you know the part that hasn't been sabotaged by visions of dramatic and morbid situations that drip with the inky blood of the lost or escaped prisoners of old time ideas and essays the state of the free and softly molded sparks that dance in bright fields of constellations and galaxies nebulas of true hope and joy floating in a void of fear soaked thoughts

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Apr 4, 2016

Apr 4, 2016 at 12:35 AM UTC

rjw

A Mind Caught in Heavy Traffic

i wonder if they know the mystery a conundrum of molten sentiments an enigma of misheard or broken statements a solitary piece of bone china, shattered on the ground how did it happen? that's what she asked herself in the haze of phantoms choking her with lingering smoky fingers of regrets and unspoken words suffocating that tiny part of her unscathed technicolor imagination you know the part that hasn't been sabotaged by visions of dramatic and morbid situations that drip with the inky blood of the lost or escaped prisoners of old time ideas and essays the state of the free and softly molded sparks that dance in bright fields of constellations and galaxies nebulas of true hope and joy floating in a void of fear soaked thoughts

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The world it overwhelms me and i figured out the cause point to something and I'll tell you why it is SO beautiful ANYTHING give me a situation I figured it out Why I over think over think because everything is beautiful and GOD it keeps my mind running I want to look at it longer and I want to elaborate on it in my head forever.

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Jun 10, 2014

Jun 10, 2014 at 12:51 AM UTC

kaitlin-collide

Untitled

The world it overwhelms me and i figured out the cause point to something and I'll tell you why it is SO beautiful ANYTHING give me a situation I figured it out Why I over think over think because everything is beautiful and GOD it keeps my mind running I want to look at it longer and I want to elaborate on it in my head forever.

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