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Confusion

Confusion

The mind is to work, with sweet clarity,
The flow of thoughts, are to dance like a stream,
With crystal clear waters, and sure path to sail,
Though not always will it work sweetly conformed,
The bed too shallow to hold newer growth,
The abundance of thought, be no good thing,
For now the stream is breaking its banks,
Spilling and pouring, into the sands,
Carving out new lines to flow,
The old trade line, lost long ago,
Now the mind shall slow to a crawl,
As it will now take time to thaw,
The thoughts grow murky, shrouded, and meek,
No longer are they easy to complete,
The corruption is caused by newer thoughts,
That forces the mind to expand,
Unready were you, for it came too fast,
And now it has taken hold,
Refuge is found upon clearing your thoughts,
And understanding the new,
Change shall happen, like it or not,
So cope, or be drowned out,
Insanity lies under a thin line,
Make sure not to fall off,
For once you're gone you won't come back,
So careful, head these words,
Work slowly towards you're perfect goals,
Aim them, carefully,
Miss the mark, and you'll be gone,
Welcome, to insanity..

Sincerely by,
Wade R. Wilson

Confusion

The mind is to work, with sweet clarity,
The flow of thoughts, are to dance like a stream,
With crystal clear waters, and sure path to sail,
Though not always will it work sweetly conformed,
The bed too shallow to hold newer growth,
The abundance of thought, be no good thing,
For now the stream is breaking its banks,
Spilling and pouring, into the sands,
Carving out new lines to flow,
The old trade line, lost long ago,
Now the mind shall slow to a crawl,
As it will now take time to thaw,
The thoughts grow murky, shrouded, and meek,
No longer are they easy to complete,
The corruption is caused by newer thoughts,
That forces the mind to expand,
Unready were you, for it came too fast,
And now it has taken hold,
Refuge is found upon clearing your thoughts,
And understanding the new,
Change shall happen, like it or not,
So cope, or be drowned out,
Insanity lies under a thin line,
Make sure not to fall off,
For once you're gone you won't come back,
So careful, head these words,
Work slowly towards you're perfect goals,
Aim them, carefully,
Miss the mark, and you'll be gone,
Welcome, to insanity..

Sincerely by,
Wade R. Wilson