Thoughts About Thoughts
I have no idea what to say
But here I'm typing anyway
Although my brain is truly fried
And I feel emptiness inside
So many things to stab my mind
A thousand edges all combined
My sanity I hope to keep
And hold it tightly while I sleep
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5 comments:
What? No time for this. You should be making buttons!
Dare I ask why Fab thinks you should be making buttons? Did I perhaps miss something in a previous post?
Now I have to go back and look you know.
Mr. Fab: The buttons are all done. :)
Travis: Did you find anything?
How are you getting into my head?? You've put perfectly into words how I've been feeling!
Bundle: I think it's that cerebral spy chip I installed last week...
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