I can't believe I'm still reading those insane rhymes. I just got a little nostalgic...
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I can't believe it either
maybe i need a mediator
to come up in here and fix the heater
because i can't be any homelier
and i can't quite grasp the rhyme
i've got lots and lots of time
but nothing to do with my dull mind
and in circumstance that i'm tried and alone
has pushed me to the point of eating scones
i'm lost in the world of skeleton bones
dinosaurs and the like always in my sight
i read more than i write
and i can't really get over the midnight hour
i fall asleep on the couch
and retract every statement i vouch
then i sit and ponder how i'm ever gonna make it
sleep through alarms and ponder suicide
even though it's never attracted me to try
it must be a complex i have, but i'm afraid of waiting rooms
and i'm scared of being brushed under the carpet with brooms
i wish i could really make women swoon
until then, its all a lie, afloat like a pontoon
adrift at sea, and people pushing over minorities
so a kiss and a hug for reading my sh*t
quite honestly, i too, do miss it.
~i feel burned out.
Still Love,
Digress.
beautiful digress. and you can make the ladies swoon, just give them enough room. i hope there's still french on your windows when it fogs up...
maybe there is... maybe... i haven't checked of late.
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