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I'm Losing Touch
I'm losing touch
With reality,
My life now revolves
Around my poetry.
A pen and paper
I write every day,
Don't bother me right now,
Just go away.
I'm trying so hard
To reach a certain goal,
I want to be left alone
My mind can't take the toll.
I should feel guilty
For this thing I do,
It comsumes my mind
Watch yourself, it'll consume you too.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Dec.12/2004
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