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The Workings
My mind is a code, which no one can crack;
My heart is the animal, which no one could trap;
No one will ever know the workings of me.
No, no one.
Not even me.
My heart is the animal, which no one could trap;
No one will ever know the workings of me.
No, no one.
Not even me.
Published 11th Sep 2013
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11th Sep 2013 8:06pm
Anonymous
11th Sep 2013 8:18pm
Absolutely and I love the mystery.
12th Sep 2013 4:06pm
Anonymous
11th Sep 2013 10:26pm
This is fantastic. Love the effortless rhyme, works so well. Really good. Very evocative feeling of melancholy and loneliness at the end.
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