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Wilderness of Thought

I’m broken in a maze of dank and noxious night
Within the desert of my wilted mind
I sigh for all the light that’s fled and died
Within my wilderness of thought

The superheated sun beats down upon my head
My lips are boiled from the scalding heat
My skin is torn and ripped upon the reaching thorns
I lie upon the sand to die

Conviction’s left my mind and flown, diffused within the wind
The storm is swirled in fleeing thought
The darkness rules, an everlasting reign of terrored night
I’m lost upon the raging sea

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