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Sunday, January 25, 2009

MENTAL INTRUSIONS

I can’t think, Oh Shit! What’s wrong with me?

No pain, no fears, what’s this? I can’t feel

My eyes, Oh! My vision, it’s blurred too

But my ears, no! I hear voices, terrible, what to do?

Leave me alone, you can’t enter! It’s not your world

Let go off me! Please, I want to feel free and bold

Who are you? I beg you, show yourself now

Invasion over my realm, that, I can’t allow

My mind isn’t any territory, you simply slip in

My mind isn’t just another kingdom, you come and invade

Darn you! Whomsoever you are, you’d regret this

I shall fight, defend myself until my last bits

“Why do you fear me now”, the intruder spoke

“I am you, your lost part, was buried inside you.”

“You can’t deny me or provoke me to leave.”

“And if you do so, I promise you won’t just conceive!!”

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