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Polluted Mind

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Perception of reality

A cosmic reality bending between space and time.

Let me paint the composer of happiness, while simultaneously.

Substituting the incarcerated void that my conscience lies in.

The negative thoughts enter my mind, like the smoke of a lit cigarette.

I commonly avoid success similar to the habit of flicking off the ash after a long drag.

If I so happen to leave this purgatory, would I miss it like a stuffed animal.

That I would cuddle scared as a child at night?

Or chase after it like a dire friend?

I’ll leave that here for you to decide.

All in all, I just have a polluted mind.

© 2022 Cory

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