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Don't mind me


Shan't I choose what I want it to mean?Nay

I have the idea in my mind tickety-tick-tick

But all this tapping is nothing more than my sanity drifting off.

I can't be all too upset as I adore the idea of free spirit and mind.

Eventually I'll be gone completely but until then just hope I'm not an issue.

But wait.. who am I? Not just to you but as an essence in general.

I'm highly unlikely to succeed until I make one secede.

The use of these words mean absolutely nothing without a vessel to transform it to magic.

A great example I must say..

I can't bear the idea that I'm a bit silly in all this.

But who's to say I'm ever bearable.

Tisk tisk you say but no I'm not insane.. I'm sure you have some idea that I know what I'm doing... with my ideas.

But who's to say I can't express my sanity in a unique way.

Rambling it sounds like, no its music without a melody.


 

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