can't fix me
all my life has been Mind over matter
now, we are matter over Mind
Mind cannot stop three letters
nor ave maria echoing in the cavern of my skull
basket of a fistful of problems
mistakes waiting to happen,
problems surfacing to arrival
bumps on a temple
hair covering something so ugly
so despairing
and so wonderful
i hate you
i love you
mind over matter
please
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