This is a poem I was working on. I think its ok, but if you don't then, uhhh, I guess fuck off cause I didn't ask for opinions. This is another one that my painter friend was going to use too. So when she's done doing what she does I'll post the painting.
Brainwaves never cease.
Always moving at high speed.
Why am I doomed?
I guess we all are.
To smart for our own good.
Our genius will blow us away.
Or we'll all die out because we're to stupid,
To realize that we're all the same.
Cookie fresh from the cutter.
All for one,
Good for nothing.
Reflections are different in each mirror,
In each eye,
And yet the main picture is still the same.
Time is just a wheel,
Give it a spin,
See where it goes.
Upon each wretched wall the fruit of hidden knowledge abounds.
You have to know which walls are the ripest.
The ripest are the tallest,
To eat forbidden fruit,
You have to smash some walls.
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