I am infinite.
No soul shall ever know me wholly
I give them scraps, pieces of me
Like a shattered mirror.
One piece a soul.
Like old man J broke bread
I break me
I know it ain't good
But I have accepted it.
Sold my heart to the devil
but never my mind
I shall never harm my mind
Never
Breaking me
Helps me.
Gives my brain something to do
Provides a 'fun' me for each
and every 'friend' I have.
Helps me rise, smoothly
People weep for me, worry about me.
That is why I won't worry people with my mind
My mind might be too much for them
And my sorry excuse of a leftover heart
Will not take anymore serious dissapointments
Saturday, 9 May 2009
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