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My Mind
Oct 28, 2014 11:48:44 GMT -5
Post by sitohruharuno on Oct 28, 2014 11:48:44 GMT -5
I am so far away
From my mind
She sprouted wings
And left me behind
She mocked me with a small
Quivering retort
"Mistress, I have to say,
Im sorry for being the fleeting sort."
"You're cunning" I replied,
"Without you I'll slip."
Yes, I needed her
So I would not trip
I tried to plead,
I needed her to stay
But she failed me,
Turned herself away
"Sorry Mistress,
My time has come to leave."
So I dried my salty tears
On my worn sleeve
Accepted the apology,
Let her slip behind
That is how I lost her
My tired, drifting mind
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