I haven't thought of a title.
Just yet.
Why should i?
When, i want to write.
Freely.
Making no sense,
Bored out of my skull
Flinging, dull dull dull.
Leaving the grey matter to,
wonder.
Paranoid, about certain
blunders.
Headaches bouncing and crashing
Louder than thunder.
All you can do
is mutter.
Probably for butter.
They will just think you are a
Nutter.
Going to leave you in the gutter
To rot and proceed.
Screw the good deeds.
Imagination seeps, slowly out.
Though, why should i care?
For when my head feels bare.
Scraggly witch like hair.
Rhyming, more than pairs.
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