What is this feeling I've gotten?
What sense could it possibly make?
Maybe my mind has gone rotten
Yet still it entices like cake
Surely something's gone amiss
My days of being sane are done
What kind of sense could be found in this?
Ah, but the beauty is there's none
Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 5:27 PM UTC
What is this feeling I've gotten?
What sense could it possibly make?
Maybe my mind has gone rotten
Yet still it entices like cake
Surely something's gone amiss
My days of being sane are done
What kind of sense could be found in this?
Ah, but the beauty is there's none
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