𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓼.

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All of these thoughts inside my head
They are begging to escape.
Begging to be said,
To be heard.

In a lot ways these thoughts
Are nothing more than
Immaterial words,
Yet they still hold power.

These thoughts,
They sully my day,
They tear me down.
I cannot take it.

These thoughts,
Are all about you.
I wish they weren't;
But you remain on my mind.

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