Hmm...the mindA Poem by EvilAngel
The mind is a gift
but to me it's a curse sometimes I can't make it stop spinning and spinning and spinning like a wheel on the loose like a record player sometimes I think of cracking my head open pulling out my brain and stomping on it like a cigarette butt til it's burned out and embedded into the earth your mind feels pain your soul will feel it too where's the lever to shut it down? have peace of mind that expression is a load of s**t! you can drink as many cups of tea and meditate until you levitate but nothing will keep your brain from annoying the hell out of you it never stops no matter how many times you yell at it to it will never stop it spins and spins and turns and turns and it's all we can do to not blow our brains out
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4 Reviews Added on June 21, 2010 Last Updated on May 15, 2011 |