CAMELOT FANTASIES

[ Guests cannot view attachments ] WHISKED AWAY

I dont know what to do, My mind is all askew.
Frantic for it, to become anew.
Wish my heart and soul, was not in the blue.
Competing with, my soulful thoughts.
My mind, is within a misty fog.
Again another day, my mind has been, whisked away.
Listening to the wind, and how it is, blowing thru my head.
Trying to make it bleed, explosions ov light to dread.
Oh the pain I conceive, pounding thru my head.
Let me hold on, to my mind.
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