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My Mind

My train of thought just got derailed

Trying to scroll back but to no avail

Even forgot what I forgot without fail

Separating my thoughts with a thin veil

Partitions of my mind that I did on my own

Memories are content without much hone

At least I’m honest about what I may know

Not everything for sure, but still won’t atone

A pie chart divided into little segments

Switch portions off to cater sentiments

Sense not so common with my friends

To each their own, personas I’ll amend

It takes a toll to change for the masses

One minute, a soldier, the other a fascist

Written too long to know when it matters

Hesitation? Straight to hell, burnt to ashes.

By: Arman Yusuf

 
 
 

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