Do i write the words of a mad man does love seek to steal my soul what can be saved what must be lost the world breaths down my back i grow tired of thought how does one rest a reeling mind warmth avoids me and happiness flees hatefulness has become my friend anger becomes me low this is not the company i seek saved be the soul that see´s
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cj
Just take a back seat and observe the thoughts come and go.
Nice write