His Silly Mind

Thoughts are screamed,
into your mind,
not held,
but released,
to those you give worry.
(stop thinking so much!)

You give your heart,
to the one in need,
who also gives you hers,
what love you give,
is always returned.
(love is continues)

Hell and back,
a boy never to be robbed of power,
or generosity,
only you are cursed,
with an unorganized mind.
(sometimes you just have to let a mess sit)

--All Poems by Tia E
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