My Thoughts
My head
Jumbled sayings and actions
Memories of love and kindness,
and memories never to be remembered again.
Time goes by;
all I need are my thoughts
My own space to think whatever I must
Which is why some may get lost in their thoughts,
In their head.
But one can never get lost in my head or,
In my thoughts, because that is mine.
And that is all I need.
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