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In my moments of solitude..I let the pen bleed.

My thoughts no longer mine

just traveling thru time with no restrictions on speed.



These are my moments...feeling slighted I write

pushing minds depths as on this pad I write.

coerced in delusion...

but still as free as the night

This is my shine as on this pad I write.



Like solar flash stares an firework glares..

visions are preconditioned unless your truly there.

Caged with emotion..

my thoughts an words fight to be free

so when they bleed on this pad let them be as they be.



Free from the binds of artificial conception

ones mind an ones thoughts fly free..

only to be captured draped in perception.

For the mind state is just that...

a mind state meaning "mine" with no further evaluation.



To take heed is to cautious

so ignore an just read....

I am just letting my thoughts wonder

as I let the pen bleed.