Pardon Me

Pardon me,
i seem to have lost my mind,
would it be too much to ask
if i stayed awhile in yours?
Perhaps showing you what it really means
to be loved-
perhaps keeping you up at night,
but really,would you mind,
if i decided to run through your thoughts,
to clean out the dusty growing pains in the corners,
and show you the brighter side of things?

The End

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