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Ocean Mind
Inside the mind
Like the deep blue sea
A bottomless ocean
Where thoughts run free
Thinking of a guys
But it feels so wrong
A feeling of guilt
The thoughts are too strong
A hidden secret
A self inflicted lie
Not true to oneself
But don't know why
A locked treasure chest
Waiting to be found
A mouthful of words
But the lips are bound
Sifting through sand
In the hope of a find
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Wednesday 28th June 2023 8:57 pm
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