You remind me of a song with a cheerful beat,
but once you listen to the lyrics it's only filled with pain.
I use to see that when I look in the mirror,
but know it's just violins all playing the wrong tune,
but together they make a mystifying harmony.
What would our song sound like together?
I wonder.
It would probably smell like death.
With the song mixed we would convince each other to our dooms.
Let's do it.
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The Mind Is a Dangerous Place
TerrorI don't think these can be called poems. They are just horrible thoughts that go through my head. Started 4-9-16