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Oct 2011
There's a hole in my head
where the wind comes in.

There's a hole in my head
where certain sounds leak out.

There's a hole in my head
where sin comes in,

My whole head burns and I just found out.

There's a hole in my head
where my words slur out,

Most of the time I'm the only one who knows what I'm talking about.

There's a bowl on my head
where you can put advice in.

There's a scroll in my head
to write it all out.

There's a troll in my head so no one finds out.
david badgerow
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david badgerow  29/M/Florida
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   Jayme M Yaroch
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