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hither and thither The drinking bird, I know not his name,hither and thither by ~StrangeBum
he speaks to me, I now feel insane.
A question asked, "How are you today?"
"Fine, I suppose," was all I could say.
"That sounds dandy," the bird continued,
"I'll drink to that and bid you adieu."
Thought to myself, what a pleasant bird,
speaking so well, how very absurd.
Down from my fan, a monkey swings by,
"How could this be?" I wonder and sigh.
"How do you do?" he frantically asks.
"Rather busy," I look at my tasks.
Quick as he came, the monkey was gone,
then from behind, there came a sweet song.
Turning around, to find what it was,
I discovered, what made all the fuss.
A wooden cat,
arrest an abnormality light myself on firearrest an abnormality by ~StrangeBum
hope for the best
grow tired
lay down to rest
drown in the flame
I am stuck
not insane
down on my luck
awake in cold sweat
body shaking
cannot forget
the heart breaking
light myself on fire
is this a dream
light myself on fire
this is not me
hope for the best
walk down a road
hope for the best
there I explode
grow tired
counting sheep
grow tired
eternal sleep
lay down to rest
my head is clear
lay down to rest
the end is near
Time Fades five thirty-six amTime Fades by ~StrangeBum
The sun is peaking over the mountaintops, dripping golden light over the valley that they stand guard. I'm sitting outside, smoking a cigarette as I stare at the day rolling in. I haven't been sleeping. I try and find new ways to keep myself busy. It's only at dawn that I find myself able to relax.
six thirteen am
Today is gonna be hectic, I can feel it in the air. The sparse clouds in the distance wreak of stormy weather. I finish my smoke as I head inside. Walking into the kitchen, I hear the dogs rustling in their sleep. After the sun rises up high enough for it to be bright inside without lights I make a cup of tea.
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