My mind
My mind is like a room, it has a door. It has space to think, to fill.
Once I open the door. To bring in knowledge.
Sometimes it wants to overflow to receive more.
Once I open the door. I began to began to want more.
Endless doors open, as knowledge mixed with thoughts.
They began to pour in. In which I couldn't stop them.
I only have one room, it's space is beginning to run out.
More and more. Day by day. Month to month. And even years....
Until...
Till...
Till...
Till...it......
EXPLODES!!!!
2018-09-03 21:39:55
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