The voices are wrong...
Im not losing my mind.
Simply...
Whoring out small pieces
of it
One Thought At A Time
To
A Cheapskate World that
scarcely pays three pennies
just to See
Some Mental Monkey Dance.
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The laughter cuts shit out of me that no razor ever could;
and lately I'm confused about
whats funny as opposed to
Sad,
and that in itself is one of the
Saddest Fucking Things
I've ever
Laughed About strangling
On These Secret Tears
(that flood My Heart)
I wish i could
talk
about the daydreams
that
Your Face Creates,
(everytime
You Crack A Smile)
Or
How your
Image
Illuminates my
Days.
(Of
Dark Denial.)
And I wish that
I
could show you
All
The Things That
Love
Could Be.
Or
ease the pain
You're
Going through.
(which makes you
Sad
and Lonely.)
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You've come to
Mean
The Worlds to
Me,
(and
I
Hate Myself for
That.)
and
I swear I'd
do
near Anything.
(To
Make you smile,
and Laugh.)
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Yes...
I
wish that
I
could
talk about these
Feelings
You inspire.
But
I can never let
them out.
(Or pursue my
Hearts Desire.)
to be cont.?
