Close-Minded

By beau

Sun, 03 Oct 2004
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Close-Minded

Tripping on my own conclusions
Wrapped up in my own illusions
Cutting off my own protrusions
Bleeding from my own contusions

I am bleeding from my head
Victim of a virus never seen
Pop a pill for the blind
Of mind who fought the dream

I am confusion the mistaken
The amputee of sanity
I am the lifegaurd for the world
Drowning in my vanity

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