Non-Erotic PoetryThoughtsMy thoughts are like, the pouring rain
they just keep flowing, driving me insane.
Looking for peace and quite, in a raging storm
trying to find a place, to stay safe and warm.
Going thru the whirl winds, thoughts are tossed about
looking for that place to land, so I may sort them out.
But the wind keeps blowing, howling loud in my mind
so that just one thought, I cannot hope to find.
All i hear is thunder, with the wind and the rain
and my thoughts flashing like lightning, driving me insane!
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