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My imagination gets the better of me

Me & my imagination
Facination from the brain
It can conjure up all kinds of mysteries
Many of which may appear insane

It springs into action
When I’m sat all alone, In my thought
Tho not something I need a lesson for
Never a subject that I was taught

It can stop me from being lonely
Will cheer my mood if feeling blue
If I try & use it to full potential
Then theres no knowing what it could do

The only downside with my imagination
Is if I am walking myself at night
If it is dark & lonely
It will make me paranoid with fright
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Jill Tait

 Thanh you much appreciated xx❀️

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Jill Tait

 Thank you much appreciated xx❀️

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Angel

Interesting poem angelΒ 

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Jill Tait

 Thanh you much appreciated xx❀️

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Nigel Cresswell...

Hi Jill.
I think imagination is the greatest gift we have been granted as a species. More than any other influence it is what has defined us. Perhaps, if sometimes it scares us, we subconsciously need a little scary thrill. Still the greatest gift.
Great write.
Nigel.

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Jill Tait

 Thank you much appreciated xx❀️

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