Ok, this is an...interesting one. Bear in mind that I am not, in fact, insane (I can hear you laughing). Ok here we go. Oh, one more thing the title is the filename I picked for it, any suggestions for a real title would be welcome.
Endless riddles full of rhyme
New beginnings star points of time
Laughter filling the still night air
All love found or lost who’s to care
Nightly rhymes to cover the pain
Adrenaline rush straight to the brain
Lyrical thought in a mindless hush
Words running over the page like slush
Not clean and pure like whitest snow
But then again, this the wind can’t blow
Not as smooth as water o’r the parchment to fly
But slush never blocked the moonlit sky
If these thoughts make no sense to you, I’ll understand
These words skip my brain, from my heart to my hand
They don’t make sense even to me
How interesting.
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Holy CRAP your good!
Ahem...(dot dot dot) DAR!
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