I can read your mind through your eyes,
All i see is pity in disguise.
Dear friend, i can read your mind.
As i stand here pouring out my soul,
You stand there feeling glad it's sore.
Dear friend, i can read your mind.
It feels as if you are feeding upon my sorrows,
Growing stronger with each aching word that follows.
Dear friend, i despise your kind.
I can't stop these words from overflowing,
From the cracks of my heart that are growing.
Dear friend, I'm losing my mind.
A great start with a nice poem, The philosopher. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
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Well conceived and nicely penned piece embellished in beautiful poetic rhyme. A lovely creation. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.