The music of my mind ebbs and flows,
Where it starts and stops, nobody knows.
There is one thing, though, that I know for sure,
The music of my mind is, oh, so pure.
Like cherry kool-aid straight from the bottle;
Like all 6 V's humming at full throttle.
Moving through my body... each cell, each vein, each pore;
The music of my mind leaves me achy and sore.
Yet, at the same time, yearning for more.
The music of my mind is the echo of my soul.
It tears me into pieces but always makes me whole.
Can you hear it?
-Listen Careful-G
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
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