Intricate implosion
my mental corrosion
S.O.S.
Stop.
Just thought I'd drop
a line
Stop.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Except when I'm not.
Except I forgot
what part of me's mine.
Time.
Runs me out, runs me over.
Confusions, contusions.
Whirls round,
and I'm down
for the count
and I'm out.
Time.
Stop.
Just thought I'd drop
a line.
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