There are cobwebs in my mind
And they tingle all the time,
Soiled my mind like sod it lies
Wrapped in thoughts that never die.
Untouched for years my mind it is,
Rolling in mire like hogs that bleat
The weather is grey
The emotions are pale
The mind it seeks for something unborn.
Daggers are raining from the sky
Zeus has forked my heart with lightening
I can feel, can feel no more
The warmth of love that crazed me past.
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