What Brains Look Like On the Inside
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I don't like this feeling
It's inner turmoil
I have stuff to do today so no time
But I'd quite appreciate a minute to scream into the abyss
Then I'd be hoarse, there's no space for sore throats
Plus the drama, oh the drama!
That's the thing with inner turmoil it's not really a whole lot of drama at this build stage (I need to rethink the acquisition of abyss scream time to offset the drama, now I'm in a dilemma because I need to be dramatic to not be dramatic... that's the kind of thing that really makes you want to scream... ahh humour. safe humour. I'm not too far gone. But I've been in this bracketed bit of text for ages... It's ok, brackets can be ignored... No one reads poems shaped like a melt down anyway... Soothing... But why did you say melt down... Just close the bracket and don't read over the poem before posting. Great, thanks, will do)
Time for a shower.
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2023
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