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Cluttered.
These thoughts of mine use to feel at home.
Filled with memories and laughter.
How did they become like these walls, so dull and meaningless.
As if all my good thoughts have been packed in a box and locked inside the attic.
Struggling to find the colors to my thoughts again, but I am left on feeling a neutral tone.
Wishing my thoughts could be empty, but they feel like these rooms filled with all sorts of things. My thoughts use to feel like home, but now all I have are cluttered thoughts.
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Filled with memories and laughter.
How did they become like these walls, so dull and meaningless.
As if all my good thoughts have been packed in a box and locked inside the attic.
Struggling to find the colors to my thoughts again, but I am left on feeling a neutral tone.
Wishing my thoughts could be empty, but they feel like these rooms filled with all sorts of things. My thoughts use to feel like home, but now all I have are cluttered thoughts.
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