Mounted on my Mind

Less and less left,
makes you wonder if you have anything at all
to hold you onto the vision of magic.
You can’t eat or think why the flow
isn’t flowing into love.
The disaster mounted up like rocks
and now in the plain it seems deafening.
It is easy to have melancholy
when you haven’t seen a smile.

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Author: leeethomas

Visual Artist, musician and writer from Australia. Interested in Love and the Mind.

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