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My mind is but a clear solution,
Though in it is a warring devastation,
As I stand before the mirror,
Crystals get oh so clearer.
Is it anger, is it hate,
That’s put me in this state?
Is it passion, is it love,
That I suddenly do have?
Why the conflict, why the nexus?
Or is this what’s in store that fate has,
For me?
Why not let me be?
Hate and love, below and above,
Hope and despair lodge in the lair
That’s called my heart,
Ripping me apart
With all these crystal shards,
Some real, some duds
Of emotions
Ionizing in my mind’s solution…..


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