Thoughts
Haze trapped in a glass bottle
Swirling like a raging ocean,
But freezing into ice in open air.
Darkness and light marbled,
Turning to so many shades of gray,
But never losing sight of what they were.
Pain stabbing and pleasure caressing,
Mixing, blending to bitter sweetness.
But always together, never separate.
Thoughts racing through my mind,
Freezing, swirling, mixing, turning,
But forever keeping focus on the truth.
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