So many thoughts have been tossed
But chose not to express them
The line may have been crossed
So I cut them off at the stem
Some better never to be found
Keep them lost back in the mind
They're creeping around inside
Hoping to get loose, I still find
This is what I try and avoid
Maybe think of nice things
Flowers, sunset, and even snow
Happiness to me it brings
©alleycat
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