leaky faucet

December 30, 2017
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Tap….. Tap….. Tap

Thoughts drip into my head like a leaky faucet

They fill up my mind like an old vintage bath tub, and I don’t try to stop them.

And I know that eventually they will drown me, because for every drop of thought I release, two drops come in.

But for now, I can breathe and swim through my thoughts with more ease than I have been able to in a long while.

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