King Dread the Manequinne
Manic. I am. never soo happy. more or less sad. All my dreams have
shattered. Every piece of life a lie. I let you dress me in labels. I feel the things
that you never did. My descent is slowly down the spiral. My emotions play me
the fool. Sometimes its hard to think. Memories soo loudly vibrant. Never soo
sad. then yesterday. Manic. you are. sometimes like me. dressed up by
others. wearing emotions that others can see. Constantly looking for a play on
words. Searching for subtle meanings in this confusing existence. prayers
spelling the pathetic fallacies around me. irritated by the presence of others.
cloud shaped images crawl away. Tomorrow will be better. Kin of yesterday.
presently passing. Manic
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