Psychology unwinds in front of me.
Take me on a path
Unknown to me.
Take me on a path,
You know what's best for me.Silent streets and quiet voices
Protecting themselves against the noises.
We're both acting as if we had choices.
Psychological drama.I told lies.
There are no secrets.
I told lies,
But there are no secrets left.
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Deep Thoughts in The City
PoetryThoughts that have just occured to me. Abstract, soulful, dramatic; my poems are about pretty much everything. I try to post daily :)