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by brody Aug 25, 2006 category : Life, society / other
The mind begins to race a prayer touches the lips hail mary full of grace the ink of the pen grows warm within the finger tips the mind is cut open as the words slash upon the page the heart is on fire free it from this hellish cage do not quit even if you tire crawling through the endless maze wonder if you've found your tressure scratching the thoughts in a peaceful blaze the mind is lost from the released pleasure the pen finds strange doorways to the unknown to walk a balance between the heart and mind what you reaped you have also sown a dream or reality, you couldn't tell, even with a sign truth is what the mind seeks the spiral of an upward fall what you get, are only small peeks you wait for the moment you might forget it allinto the blue of the sky the mind travelsbe prepared for the secrets it unravelseach stroke of the mind, pieces of the puzzle you find the mind falls into intoxication as your heart and soul combine is it redemption or a revelationembrace the moment in the end this is where your true self, begins