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Description
My minds ways,
A force of mystery,
Destruct of wandering,
Alone in the desolate,
My shield of protection long since past,
Running around as a part of the cast,
Disliking rhymes,
But rhyme I do,
Attempting to stop I do declare,
Is a must for me,
For rhyming is an easy way out,
A border of writing,
Any borders added,
I never seem to follow,
For if I do they writing dulls,
And too much thought is put into it,
Castled away,
By teachers who tell,
How I should write,
When I do what I must do,
I loose the points,
And am given worthless help,
Even though it won’t do anything,
Ignoring the worthless help.

Description
My minds ways,
A force of mystery,
Destruct of wandering,
Alone in the desolate,
My shield of protection long since past,
Running around as a part of the cast,
Disliking rhymes,
But rhyme I do,
Attempting to stop I do declare,
Is a must for me,
For rhyming is an easy way out,
A border of writing,
Any borders added,
I never seem to follow,
For if I do they writing dulls,
And too much thought is put into it,
Castled away,
By teachers who tell,
How I should write,
When I do what I must do,
I loose the points,
And am given worthless help,
Even though it won’t do anything,
Ignoring the worthless help.