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Untangle ones mind and you will see the tangle wasn't all yours.

Submitted:Mar 17, 2013    Reads: 24    Comments: 8    Likes: 2   



For some time my mind was sick

Lost myself in the thicket!

Briars more bramble than rosehip

Darkly dense, barbed and wicked


When tangled in a thicket

One's self becomes conflicted

Whose hooks keep you restricted?

Whose brambles entwine constricted?


It took quite an effort to unpick

My Houdini escape to elicit

To understand, others where complicit

Their hawthorn so cruelly exquisite


Now less encumbered I sit

A rose in a garden well lit

I see my confusion was requisite

To keeping their barbs well hid


So please come take root for a bit

Though I ask, your brambles you snip

Grow with me, and of my journey sip

And know that, as roses will still prick



By Dibs


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