“Thoughts”

Thoughts invade me for a while

Make me cold yet make me smile

And break my soul yet bring relief

From the self slaved memory that won't fade

Thoughts invade as if to care

With pieces of me everywhere

And am I gone…am I still here

I think my thoughts I disappear

But thoughts won't fade

Thoughts invade me for a while

You make me numb but make me smile

And kill me slow yet bring relief

From my self-slaved memory that won't fade


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