Mind War - Poem by Unic Cjonr
Mind at war, Mind in war - My mind the trigger to the brain-bomb - Ready to implode the explosion, with the bitterness of care - What i will loose is what i have lost, so button my push to the limits - Red i saw when i talk to the dead, hammer my brain with nails instead - Winter by snow as ice with cold, similiar in substance with transparant bright white - The calling from the forest, the breeze whispers on the breath of the wind - Death is at rise with her thorns, the roses she will sink - I play by day - Mind in War with my mind at war
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