Deep thoughts, without blinking
In a trance, deep thinking
Voices of yesteryear, instilling neurotic fear
Deeper and deeper, across my hemisphere
Deep thoughts, within my soul
Bringing my running, to a slow crawl
Trying to avoid it, but can't control it
Like a who done it, I can't outrun it
Deep thoughts, take over my mind
They begin to grind, what's left behind
It's a sign, rectifying
My essence in time.
C. Vergara
09.06.2010
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