Let Me Think


Ponderings, ponderings
Of love not yet explored,
Of the heartbreak and loneliness,
Of trust, denial, and betrayal.
Ponderings, ponderings
Of books with deeper meanings,
Of love not yet expressed,
Of souls not yet remembered.
Ponderings, ponderings
Of all the things left soulless,
Of the young left out to rot,
Of demons left to go hunting.
Ponderings, ponderings
On the affairs of Attila the Hun,
Of thoughts not yet exposed,
Of double crossing agents.
Ponderings, ponderings
Of all the things remembered,
Of all self pity emposed,
Of all the sleepless nights
Ponderings, ponderings
Of lives not fully lived,
Of personalities not fully explored,
and Of the truth that will come after the lie.

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