Sick of thinking, over thinking Tired of dreams not running parallel with reality Clock's ticking, meter's running It's hard to take hold of your life when it's slathered in butter, constantly slipping out of your grasp, no matter how tight the grip
Fragments, nonsense, random words and letters. A steady stream of consciousness, uninhibited by thoughts and reality. A verbal sketchbook of sorts. Notes, poems, truths, lies, and things that might sound good in a book if I ever do get around to writing one...
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Nice random thoughts
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