Thought Process
As they wonder
aimlessly through
the dark halls
of life.
Souls of the
thoughts roam free.
Finding an escape,
as they flow
from the tongue.
Never returning
as they go
living trapped as
they become free.
aimlessly through
the dark halls
of life.
Souls of the
thoughts roam free.
Finding an escape,
as they flow
from the tongue.
Never returning
as they go
living trapped as
they become free.
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