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Oct 2014
Ha ha ha--I think I've lost my mind
It's all gone dark! Third eye's blind
Who knows who; what comes next?
In a state of stasis with bated breath.

Straight jacket, sanitarium, insanity--
sound of broken records; profanity.
And I don't know if it's the medicine,
but I think sense an impediment.

Delirious, insidious, just hideous;
I find your presence tedious.
You DO know what they say of familiarity?
I truly hope so. I'm DYING of hilarity.

But just how'd I get this way, baby?
Must'a gave me your friggin' rabies.
Now blue is black and courtesy's lacked
Now, I'm insane but you're still intact.
Frank Ruland
Written by
Frank Ruland  25/M/Virginia Beach, Virginia
(25/M/Virginia Beach, Virginia)   
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