Fragments of thoughts
That have no real connection
And very little meaning
And even less substance
Mind droppings....
Like
How does a rose smell to that man crossing the street
What is everybody's alterior motives
and how do I get around them
How does lotion work
If I could, would I want to know how this ends
what are you doing this very second
And what thoughts of me trespass your mind
the ones you dare not share
What's so great about love
Where did Cain's and Abel's wives come from
What's inside of me
What did I do, to deserve this
deserve you
Is everything I do fate
or am I going against it, without even knowing it
Will anyone every truly stimulate me
every way
If I knew what would happen tomorrow
should I just skip it
Is my mind reality......
Birth sign: Gemini
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