Ever been Mad?
And nothing
Helps.
You write and scribble, listen to the
Music
Through headphones
Bleeding Sound
Like thoughts
All of everything, does not seem
To quite
Fit
Cause your Mad, Crazed and
Glazed like a donut wanton
Temptation to be eaten
With your soft wet
Lips.
Something you just get out of your head.
Canines ******* red jelly, ripping entrail by sugary
Entrail. Yet you are still Mad
Furious
As hounds of Baskerville, mysterious misery
You are humanity.
Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 3:03 AM UTC
Ever been Mad?
And nothing
Helps.
You write and scribble, listen to the
Music
Through headphones
Bleeding Sound
Like thoughts
All of everything, does not seem
To quite
Fit
Cause your Mad, Crazed and
Glazed like a donut wanton
Temptation to be eaten
With your soft wet
Lips.
Something you just get out of your head.
Canines ******* red jelly, ripping entrail by sugary
Entrail. Yet you are still Mad
Furious
As hounds of Baskerville, mysterious misery
You are humanity.
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