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    The over whelming thoughts bumbard my mind, sleep i can't find.

    in my head i try to justify, the lies, the hurt, the pain, and i can't find, answers to my questions.

    My thoughts bumbard my mind. No peace, no joy, no happiness no me. Clarity is something i try to find.

    But with the noise the kinds and the thoughts that bumbard my mind. I ask GOD when will i rest, instead of being stressed with the devil's mess. And he reply's, in time only good thoughts will bumbard your mind.

    Seek me and rest you will find, then i will give you control of your own mind.A reprebated mind you do not want to be but that's what happens when evil thoughts bumbard thee.

    So i read my bible nightly and say many prayers for thee. For i know in do time evil thought will no longer bumbard me.

     

    Inspired by and dedicated to: GOD

    Written by: Niketa j. Dearborn

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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