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My words have started leaking out like a virus. They are meant for the page Some just for my head But they leak out Sneak out And pop up in conversation. Strange phrases And extravagant diction Creep into my daily life. Soon they'll send me to the nuthouse.
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Jun 12, 2010
Jun 12, 2010 at 8:46 AM UTC
brain-mouth space travel
My words have started leaking out like a virus. They are meant for the page Some just for my head But they leak out Sneak out And pop up in conversation. Strange phrases And extravagant diction Creep into my daily life. Soon they'll send me to the nuthouse.
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Jun 12, 2010
Jun 12, 2010 at 8:46 AM UTC
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