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drifting


My thoughts drift off in the wind,

For I cannot ever say the right words,

For my thoughts shall always remain unheard,

Iḿ a dead bird,

 

For my thoughts are trapped in thy body,

I freeze then panic spread,

I don´t want to go on meds,

My thoughts drift off in the wind,

not a single word to be said

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Nathan3259
<p>Loved the rhythmic feel of this one! Keep writing! :-) (P.S. I love the cover photo too, Mad World is a good song)</p>

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