Two parts in the human that are always connected
By it, the actions he do are always reflected
In him are the heart and the brain
One feels love, and one feels pain
The human chose to think rather to feel
Because he suffered from wounds that cannot heal
His heart was envious and wanted to play
It despised the mind and seperated its way
Now, the human became deranged
From his heart and mind that's damaged
That is why the two must never contradict
For the link they share will enternally afflict
~End of Melancholic Thoughts~
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PoetryAlternative title: Autumn Melancholic thoughts, twisted dimensions, and fallen colors Summer, Autumn, Winter, and Spring. This story tells about memories in autumn. As a season changes, there comes another one. The contents of this book are purely p...
