In My Mind
Out of sightout of mind
a clear truth
that I cant find
Ive overturned tables
uprooted floors
still I cant settle
the uneven score
In my head
theres foul play
in every thought
you seem to stay
I take a breath
and count to ten
but all I think of
is you again.
By: Liz Prosser
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