My Mind

November 13, 2009
By country_girl19 BRONZE, Jerome, Michigan
country_girl19 BRONZE, Jerome, Michigan
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My mind keeps spinning round and round
With every kind of thought and song and sound,
A whirling dirvish that touched down and then again leaves the ground
With muses that confuse
Songs that difuse
And ideas of a ruse
I'm sick of spinning with my mind always astray
I'm so dizzy I feel gray
I think I need to pray
As my mind turns so fast it could fray.

The author's comments:
I wrote this piece on a particularly hectic day when I just needed time to set down and get everything off my mind. This is what came out.

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