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Dont Hurt Your Mind

Poetry by Sage Joseph Hagan

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Daily

The weight of my head is heavy
filled with to much of all the wrong things
like a ghost that sleeps
I cant make sense
to weak to feel my hands or feet
and I'm to scared to drink.
Posted by Sage Hagan at 5:14 PM
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No rush to yesterday I can't see tomorrow and the sky is more than enough for now. One day at a time
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