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My Mind At Times

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Russianbear09

Published: Apr 24, 2014

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Life will simply pass me by,
And I live with all my hate;
The world could burn
That's all I yearn,
Though it will come to late.
Random words
And useless verbs
Move me through the day.
"I'm okay"
"I'll be fine"
"Go away"
"Why won't you die?!"
These voices scream at me.
Not voices from others,
But those inside my head;
And curiosity and creativity
Are my only friends.
The rest are there to criticize
That is what I've come to learn.
One day this world will burn like hell
That is what I yearn.

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