my
mind has up and gone bye bye
it
drifted off into the sky
It
followed the ghost of Jack Frost
suddenly
it found itself lost
didn't
think he'd take me so high
I
no longer have teary eyes
a
while ago they had run dry
by
a heartless verbal accost
my
mind has gone bye bye
reality
is I decide
when
my heart is allowed to die
you
treat me like garbage you toss
consistently
ill tempered, cross
no
longer will I compromise
my
mind has gone bye bye
Rondeau
Poem
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© 2014 by Patrick B Vince
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