A labyrinth is what
you are.
I can't seem to stop trying to peek inside that head of yours;
to stop trying to tell if what you say connects to what your heart feels.
I want to know what it's like to hear your heart speak for a while
I'll keep searching for how you truly feel
and I hope I don't get lost in your
cluttered thoughts
on the way there.
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Author:
cosmicbliss (
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