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May 2011
I dreamt you were in my head; in my world
Watching it all, walking around, like "Yo, what's the word?"
You mixed it up, moved **** around,
You were in my head, leaving nothing to be found.
You ****** it all up till it was all reversed
Leaving me here with nothing rehearesed,
And nothing made sense;
Cause up was down, blue was green, verbs were nouns.
There  was, lost in world,
All of this mess
All 'cause of a girl
Who became my world
Consumed me completely,
She rid of everything that WAS me.
Now, in my world, she was all that existed,
On tvs, windows, and books, I couldn't resist it
I watched every show, saw every scene, and read every book.
I thought clever thoughts and wrote clever hooks
And there  was in the middle of it all,
Holding on tight not wanting to fall
I was in love whether I wanted it or not
Cause she entered my head and stole every thought
All this trouble because of a girl
All this trouble cause she is my world.
Spoken word piece; meant to be heard, not read.
Mw
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