Insanium

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    Insanium

    Every time I see you walking down the street I beat myself unconsious just to lay at your feet, and when I wake up I'll do it again, because it's just too hard, being your best friend.

    Every time I see you naked in my dreams I beat myself unconsious while trying not to scream, and when I wake up I'll do it again, because it's just to hard being your best friend.

    Seriously, delirously, unintentionally insane, instituionalized, demoralized and carmelized in pain.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    Flea’s Poems (8)

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