moemedi lynx magoro


Change - Poem by moemedi lynx magoro

In between a rock and a hard place your mind winds for the worst and always messes up your chain of thoughts.

The truest secret is to lie to your yourself constantly and say its gonna be okay until it eventually becomes evident.

Meditation calls for concentration and books you a reservation to a clearer mind destination.

Its a sensation we all want and hope for on a daily basis.

It brings change even to the lost and hurt faces.

It faces the faces of different faces constantly.

Its like a house of polygamy.

When you walk in the house on a daily basis you face the faces of different faces constantly.

Constant continuum constantly changes that are constantly constant.

The changes we currently faces is mind pollution and nonsense prophecies.

Well I prophesy that mind pollution and prophecies are particularly polluting the mind of those who speak nonsense prophecies.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 23, 2013


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