Insomniac Thoughts
insomniac thoughts
I awoke this morning to find pure mayhem at hand
The voices in my head, during the night
Dripped out my ears like liquid seeds
that grew like a weed these twisted evil things
These dark shades of my mind, drank all my coffee
And then full chaos was soon at hand, as dawn awoke
They laughed in wicked merriment as they danced
Demonic tunes appeared as if from the very air
As if a ghostly devil's jazz band was here
And the lunacy surely didn't finish there
But thankfully sleep came again to free me from
my insomniac madman's mind from further sights
By no sleep Marcellus Wilinski hahaha lol
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