I’m not a fallen angel
I just happen to be
Studying abroad in Hell
So it’s not that I tripped & fell
Rather, I booked my ticket
Kamikaze!
Land right in the thick of it
But I better be quick
‘Fore you get sick of it
But enough with the quips
What’s even the point of this?
I guess at best it’s like the rest:
A Madman mumbling ’bout nothing
And everything, and something’s
Just not right with that boy
As I continue to write nonsense
As a vent for steam so I don’t get mean
Green never seemed to be my color
If you know what I mean, or
Maybe you don’t – ‘don’t blame you
I never make sense anymore
I don’t even know my imaginary score
I made up to pass the time as I snore
But now’s the time, I do implore
For you to finally close the 1000 year door
And unfold like paper – this Origami Story
Where exactly did this tangent bring me?
2 the Yeti
41 – A Few Forms Of Philosophy
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