My Mind, My Home.

Thu, 04/24/2014 - 18:54 -- rcCosta

Many thoughts going through my head.

You can never hear what has been said.

 

Making emotions out of thoughts.

Involved with my life, no matter what.

Never a risk of having my personal information being shared.

Data being stored that other minds can't even bear. 

 

Making life an easier place to live for me.

Yelling out emotions that only I can see.

 

Happy to always have a place to go.

Observing my life in a pace that's a bit more slow.

Making me realize more and more everytime I think.

Escaping to a home that can only be visited by me, Rick.

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