The Mind

The mind is an evil place

You look around and see no grace

In your mind you are a disgrace

But to the world your full of grace. 

The mind can establish thoughts you don't want

Scaring you into a knot

Deep down you have no light

But on the outside you are bright

The mind is a scary place

A place that you can not embrace

But in every scary place 

there is a space

That you can face

To have grace.

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