Insanity

A blank slate is what I start with, and then I tear off the wrapping.
I try to write my lines, thousands of hands put themselves into my mind.
Fucking mess, raping my ideas to make a point.
I have a page full of ideas and I am not able to see them, the drawl of my mind is tearing the fabric apart in my skin.

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