‘Crime’

This mind is sick…

This mind is twisted…

It sees…

Flash

– A hand – bony

My own?

Flash

– Blood – tawny

Whose own?

Flash

– The vision – blurry

Means what?

Flash

– The thoughts – scary

So what?

The crime commited by each of us

Although in mind, once or twice

Could one day give birth to an actual act

Which will posion your mind and life

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About Magdalena

I'm a positive thinker, a dreamer, a poet, a dancer, a writer. I want to empower people and inspire them to follow their dreams and create their lives exactly the way they wish them to be :)

Posted on August 17, 2010, in Poems and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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