Random Poem

Discussion in 'The Artist's Corner' started by Goopus, May 11, 2011.

  1. I see life with blurry edges. I'm scared of heights and life is full of treacherous ledges. Sometimes I can't breathe and I feel the beginning of my death. Sometimes I scream with my last fucking breath. Why can't I be normal? Why can't I be sane? I want a healthy fucking brain. Why am I insane?
  2. Pretty good.
  3. Eh I was high.

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