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Think I'm crazy crazy crazy.

What the **** is wrong with me?

Nothings wrong, you make it write,

When the pen runs out of ink,

I run out of dreams and reasons

dripping down the pages

like the green paint in the sink

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Published: Mar 11, 2010
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