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Mind
Searching for the truth of my being,
Finding nothing but questions and thoughts,
Running for my sanity, almost fleeing,
Trying to escape the evil plots,
Losing my sense in this battle of wits,
Trying to keep my grip of the ledge,
But my hold is slipping, soon I'll be in his mitts,
Feeling weak and weary, I remember those by my side.
My friends and loved ones who believe in me,
I begin to rise again, my opponent in disbelief,
As quickly as I can, I rush thee,
Grabbing hold of the neck, I squeeze until it snaps in half,
Throwing the remains of the shell over the cliff,
I fall to the ground in agony,
Feeling my heart begin to slow,
I smile as I have won before i die.
