Chasing My TailA Poem by Pure HopeA Piece on Paranoia (without using the word)Intricacies surround my circumstances- Creating shadows of frustrations and shady mistaken in my brain, tough questions, no answers, branching out into more implausible ruminating. Is it the man from Washington or higher? Bilderberg watching over my poetry to see if I am benign or ready to take over Earth. I guardedly sneak to my fortress: of the underhanded, suspicious, © 2012 Pure HopeAuthor's Note
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