Forever going in and out of my brain,
Questionable sanity and part insane.
Stopping fear toxin like Bruce Wayne,
I won't lose my apathy, your uncaring and lame,
Write words while playing Earth's twisted game,
Let's all climb on board this awakened soul train,
Not talking music, more like finding yourself again.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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- Published: October 11th, 2025 03:15
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
DNA in a spiral, Music on a record player gos in circles, Bat man puts on and takes off his disguise, mental illnesses too have cycles, the earth revolves. We are all going in circles nicely done
Thanks pal. I didn't think of it like that.
You are most welcome I just think different that's all
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