A mute swan's song
Not trying to impress,
Only trying to express,
But i digress.
Ingest my ideas
Regress to a state
With no hate
Grate my brain to rid it of pain
I can't explain
O world refrain
From becoming sane.
Common knowledge of sanity
Is a misconstrued inequity
Segregating parts of the mind
Which I find
Binds intellect with creativity
And obscurity with lament
I implore competence
And in the event
That we are heaven sent
Well...fuck.
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