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Breathe
wishing it was more then air taking in
moving out drowning to be drenched thinking of ways to end it soon explosions of the heart lying there wondering if it's love or lust can it be lust when intoxication gets you beyond human description of all senses that need rehabilitation maybe love with eyes of the moment ways of the present thoughts for the future consisting of smells and lips hair follicles touch of skin thoughts or minds connected equality between the outer most parts of the universe contained all with doing one word
Breathe.
Thoughts
constantly consistently going through my mind all the time confusing the masses not knowing what to do. what is this current frame of thinking when it all is about you. the human physce thought to be or known of what else but coming up with things that define yourself. we all have lives that we try and live to the fullest but those of us who are confined within certain states of mind thoughts capture us leave us hold us at time they even mold us i know that you can understand me thinking this is what you like hoping with each word said that I just get it right. masculinity being something most know you always need the balance of femininity. you can't go through it all with one goal in mind. my mind is torn more so even then a heart because the mind is where murder happens of the things we see things wanted things needed and somewhat knowing thing all can begin and end with things done but thoughts continue for ever until you are no more but still linger with other it is forever
Thoughts
