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Insane

no reason no rhyme nothing but coffee and time sit in a frozen moment cruel words i begin to resent was that a rhyme or am i crazy? a little nuts, and a little spacey no rhyme to be found my mind is coming unwound .....frayed taters of a broken mind, start to tangle, while they unwind, seep and drip...to the ground....below swirl and whirl, twirling....as they go....unfocused and a little lost my sanity was the cost

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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