Mess Poem by Little Foxling

Mess



Its dark and bright
Its Day and night
A Begining and An end
my thoughts descend
upon this weary mind of mine
clutters and distresses
yet there you are once again'
admist my mindful messes

Wednesday, June 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: mess,mind
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