Saturday, May 3, 2008

Cutting

circulation in my brain
pops at the strain of thought
invades my sense of logic
breaks my concentration
tears at my self esteem
memories of a past I used to live
break into my state of mind
corrupt my future
sabotage my life
and one by one it all falls down
all these delicate plans I made
falter and fall away
like falling leaves
it becomes a fragment
a tiny piece of me

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