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Vicious Thoughts


I take things easy and use my mind to paint pictures that my mouth is too afriad to utter.

In my mind the world is a better place.

Dial tones of others cause my own heart to beat vividly.

These extreme dreams and aspirations force me to do without to luxuries of laziness.

I have nowhere to go externally.

But, my mind holds an endless sea of imagination.

Do you hear that?

Of course not.

That soundless beat is the rythmn of my thoughts, my dreams and my heart.

I'll pour my heart out once in my life and see where it leads me.

I holdfast to my vicious thoughts.

These vicious thoughts that are...

...my imaginations.

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