Thoughtless Nightmare, by stsorrowscribe
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I find it hard
to concentrate
When I find my
mind to deviate
Temptation always
seems to find
Many different ways
into my mind
Grotesque thoughts
are such disease
They make good thoughts
begion to cease
Diabolical ones
soon take their place
As now you see
upon my face
Then nothing ever
makes it in
And turns my
mind to oblivion |
| Posted: 2011-03-03 00:04:59 UTC |
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| 2014-01-14 22:08:28 | eldoncole |
| I have read all your poems I must say I really understand your trouble thoughts..keep writing your words are inspiration for the week and hopeless and the soon to be strong people of
tomorrow.. |