sometimes
I have an empty mind
thinking
seems so unreal
brain
dead
the
words seem somehow hard to find
I
don't know how to feel
instead
I
acted as if I was blind
bending
down I would kneel
bowed
head
my
motto no word left behind
the
words spun like a wheel
widespread
Copyright © 2015 by
Patrick B Vince
Momento
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