my thoughts run wild
mostly at midnight
when the sky is pitch black
and the world is asleep
my eyes don't close
you won't hear my snores
but if you listen closely
you can hear my thoughts run wild
you can hear them speak
you can hear them say,
"stay away, you are in a jungle
and we are the wild animals"
- written, by Tessa, on a page of her math homework.
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Shades Of You
Poetry" a carefully trapped universe, retrieved from poetic souls, spilled out in the form of ink " *** [ lowercase intended ]
