The thoughts consumed me,
Yet they didn't exist,
They held me hostage,
And they set me free,
I gained power every time they pierced my mind,
That's why I couldn't tell anybody,
Because I needed them,
They were my escape,
They were all I had,
Only they knew me,
I would never act on them,
That's what I thought,
Until I did,
Now I replay these memories,
And wish I didn't need them still.
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Poems
PoetryFree verse poetry which I started writing because I came up with two really good lines and then expanded on.
