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


Submitted:Mar 17, 2013    Reads: 22    Comments: 8    Likes: 2   


Thicket

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For some time my mind was sick

Lost myself in the thicket!

Briars more bramble than rosehip

Darkly dense, barbed and wicked

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When tangled in a thicket

One's self becomes conflicted

Whose hooks keep you restricted?

Whose brambles entwine constricted?

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It took quite an effort to unpick

My Houdini escape to elicit

To understand, others where complicit

Their hawthorn so cruelly exquisite

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Now less encumbered I sit

A rose in a garden well lit

I see my confusion was requisite

To keeping their barbs well hid

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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

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By Dibs





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