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I am vapid. I am inane. A raving lunatic, I am insane. All morning long I have been beating on a drum. Da dum da dum da dum. What I have to say need not be said. These words I write will never butter my bread. I have lain down those dreams of my youth. I make Manhattans for a living, mix whiskey and vermouth. A black cat drinks from a green shovel where rainwater has collected. I say this as it happens as it doesn't matter and I am misdirected. I am vapid. I am inane. All I do, I do in vain. All morning long I have been beating on a drum. I'm numb. I'm numb. I'm numb. What I have to say need not be said. All that I have written will never be seriously read. I have lain down those dreams of my youth. I am unshaven and unrefined. I am craven and uncouth. A black cat drinks from a green shovel where rainwater has collected. Fear is a wound that opens loudly and over time grows infected. I am vapid. I am inane. I am a fake. A phony. I feign. All morning long I have been beating on a drum. I'm dumb. I'm dumb. I'm dumb. What I have to say need not be said. Truth be told I wish I were dead. I have lain down those dreams of my youth. I make martinis for a living, also with vermouth. A black cat drinks from a green shovel where rainwater has collected. I say this as it happens as it doesn't matter but I find myself nevertheless affected. I am vapid. I am inane. I am 27. My name is Dane. All morning long I have been beating on a drum. I'm done. I'm done. I'm done.
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Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 9:01 AM UTC
All Morning Long I Have Been Beating on a Drum
I am vapid. I am inane. A raving lunatic, I am insane. All morning long I have been beating on a drum. Da dum da dum da dum. What I have to say need not be said. These words I write will never butter my bread. I have lain down those dreams of my youth. I make Manhattans for a living, mix whiskey and vermouth. A black cat drinks from a green shovel where rainwater has collected. I say this as it happens as it doesn't matter and I am misdirected. I am vapid. I am inane. All I do, I do in vain. All morning long I have been beating on a drum. I'm numb. I'm numb. I'm numb. What I have to say need not be said. All that I have written will never be seriously read. I have lain down those dreams of my youth. I am unshaven and unrefined. I am craven and uncouth. A black cat drinks from a green shovel where rainwater has collected. Fear is a wound that opens loudly and over time grows infected. I am vapid. I am inane. I am a fake. A phony. I feign. All morning long I have been beating on a drum. I'm dumb. I'm dumb. I'm dumb. What I have to say need not be said. Truth be told I wish I were dead. I have lain down those dreams of my youth. I make martinis for a living, also with vermouth. A black cat drinks from a green shovel where rainwater has collected. I say this as it happens as it doesn't matter but I find myself nevertheless affected. I am vapid. I am inane. I am 27. My name is Dane. All morning long I have been beating on a drum. I'm done. I'm done. I'm done.
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