no better way to express it
if you want to be in the poet illiterate’s shoes for a moment
understand why he doesn’t sleep
this song on repeat in his empty head
the fool lies and sings it to the ceiling when he should be resting
the purity cuts into his being and rips him to shreds
sleep little poet on your tear soaked pillow
and dream about a better tomorrow that will never come
where the words mean something to someone besides yourself
good night world
Mike's Manic Word Depot 
a beautiful song. all I’ve listened to for a few days now
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I feel this.
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I haven’t been here reading in the last several days and as you can see I’m behind.
I’m sure mike will appreciate my interference here but I couldn’t help but notice
He responded to you below, leaving you no notification
Hi Tara! 🙋♀️
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Hehe! Hi EC! Thanks.
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Lol 🤷♀️
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