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“Isola Luce del Mare” by Michele Nobler, Licensed by Storyblocks
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These thoughts
of mine.
Would they make you run?
Maybe worry,
or wonder?
What of the truth you don’t see?
Not always perfectly pc.
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These thoughts
of mine.
Are they the real me?
Kept hidden
and bound,
their air slowly dissipating.
Does that imply, I too am fading?
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These thoughts
of mine.
Seemingly so wild
and truly strange.
All twisted
into an innocent and tidy bow.
Kindly presented for the eternal show.
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These thoughts
of mine.
Once presumed a custom perfume
with notes of rejection and isolation,
reserved in dark frosted glass.
I now intimately recognize as it wafts from your collar bone.
Humanity’s discreet cologne, suggesting I’m perhaps not alone.
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These thoughts
of mine?
Must not be so unique,
all prior thinking juvenile.
For these strange thoughts of mine
must also reside behind your smile.
Therefore when I decide to reveal all, will you promise to stay a while?
I guarantee to extend the same courtesy
when these thoughts of ours are finally set free.
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