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i'll be
happy to lay here and its probably likely
the time has come, the walrus said, to call it a night
walking Northwest chasing all of the lights
dragging whips and chains i left rihanna the knife
calmly reciting Auld Lang Syne. firing shots at the sky
they read my palm and told me i had already died
its constant vibration from some other Beside
parallel preamble this preposterous ride
let me off

Cool little piece here sir, enjoyed it even though it was short in length feel like the scenery changed enough that it took me around the world and back which a lot of writers fail to do with even an essay so cheers on that

This was cool, some what more light hearted from your usual drops. Is this finished? Seems like it’s not to me but I’m probably wrong. Anyway Do you write poetry? If you do I’d love to see it, this seems like poetry but that’s just me. Keep posting

I would love you to add on to this...I'm not a topical lyricist but this is inspirin'...thankyou.