Sixteenth Mistake

Sanity contains of what is on your mind
Holding on to something you’ll never find
Enthralled by haunting memories that can be defined
Knavish to anyone so you quickly decline

Yellow as the girl snides her eyes
Nevermore she’ll wait for clear blue skies
Anarchist is her mind with defeated ties
Haughty is her mouth but never her cries

 

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