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An ode to my career less writing career,
The slightly altered vocabulary,
And the advanced insanity-
My brain pulses with,
My victory,
Is unheard of,
My sense of rational mentality decays,
Subtly with each passing note,
Every scribble,
Every completed piece,
Every outpouring,
Of the soul.
Copyright © Melissa Ross | Year Posted 2010
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