I die to know
of all these secret thoughts the answer
I lock them in
that dark and brooding cave I call my own
And once every few drops of lighted candles
I dare to ask, to go inside
Shimmery light
Some inner fight
And there they are
These secret thoughts
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Late Night Thoughts - Poetry
PoetryThese are written down thoughts and a product of each respective moment. Not nearly perfect but a projection of my emotions and life. Maybe you find yourself in them, maybe you don't. Give them a chance or not. Interpret, understand, read, scan, ski...
