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GREY MATTER
Meandering through tiny crevices
Thoughts bent into tainted blemishes
Within the grey matter of our brain
Trying to escape the dismal strain
Dialogues run scripted hopelessness
In between disbelief and brokenness
Spinning faster through the vessels
Silencing all the chatter of the devils
The if's and what if's take center stage
Somewhere between the peace and rage
Focusing on faith and endless prayers
Weighing who's fake and who really cares
Dusk heralds the slow setting sun
When slumber soon will be spun
Entering the mysteries of lucidity
As our minds refresh with avidity
© J Anjoun 05/2021
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