I stick out like a sore thumb full of great minds.
Don't get me wrong, my mind is not just great;
it beats the like the line between a lunatic and a genius
A joker's whim and Albert Einstein's dark side.
The difference is, these people all have a direction.
But I'm under a wisteria tree and I can't find it in myself to leave it's purple shade and dreamy petals.
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YOU ARE READING
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Poetryi like words. so i write them. now you have to read them. cover by -daisukii
