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Hello, Its Sorrow
The brim of my cap can’t sink low enough
I think
As the tears sting the cuts on my face
I must be displaced
From these illogical brinks of insanity
Darkness surrounds my scorned wheel drive
I’m torn
As the glare of lights climb in a blur
My mind swerves
Leading to thoughts adorned by profanity
Calmly, influences pour down my throat
I’ll drown
As happiness replaces said tears
I’m not geared
To handle veiled frowns of calamity
The mornings easing this tired body in
I’m wired
As the sun crinkles my brim
Defer what’s within
For I must get higher
To achieve sanity within
I think
As the tears sting the cuts on my face
I must be displaced
From these illogical brinks of insanity
Darkness surrounds my scorned wheel drive
I’m torn
As the glare of lights climb in a blur
My mind swerves
Leading to thoughts adorned by profanity
Calmly, influences pour down my throat
I’ll drown
As happiness replaces said tears
I’m not geared
To handle veiled frowns of calamity
The mornings easing this tired body in
I’m wired
As the sun crinkles my brim
Defer what’s within
For I must get higher
To achieve sanity within
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