Marry my mind
Please marry the thoughts of my mind
Before you think of the pleasures of this bottle
That done, even a hush, dash, or flush
Can cause a blush
I am the golden fish upstream
Hiding from the rest of my being
So marry my mind
Be like the mathematician
Get the formula
And you’ll solve the future mentality
If you rush, you’ll crash
And break down like a hopeless accident truck
If you run out of luck
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)
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Good one! Much love and many naked hugs! 🙂
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