The dreadfulness of all my thoughts
Can be expressed by only reason
The heart from love that sometimes hurts
Cannot be judged or put to prison.
The explanation of my feelings
Comes from beneath the soul
An unexpected need for cheerings
Must make me warm, but they bring cold.
And what's the worst for all the humans
Who feel alone in flows of crowd?
These ugly thoughts that bring but rumours
Ideas of bad in heads that sound...
Thoughts
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