I think that thought…

When I think

Too much…

I get crushed

Then I think

Won’t it be grand 

To rip out

Each and every strand…

Hand in hand

Meanwhile I think ~
I’m coming apart…

I think

Before I thought ~

You understood

Now I know…

I think

Too much ~

Finally I think

Oh to think

No more ~





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