How come my brain is annoyed. Why can't I answer that question with a snazzy remark? I type and type until my mind is numb. I wish i didn't have so many problems, but i have none.
I poem, I rhyme all the time. My life is a fall from the greatest with so many pains and troubles and no one to hear me when I ask for what i want and the only way I can get it is by myself with no help from you or you or me or you.
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