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Ask Anyone
I don't know why
When the sun goes down,
There is panic all around.
Though you can hear
Only subtle sounds,
No,
Not howling hounds,
Of whispers
That draw you to fatal falling
Always, for their agenda, stalling
Listen,
Hear the golden skin's calling?
They say I'm crazy,
Every time I grew
Simple things
Seemed far in between
And things got Hazy.
I feel like I'm in a dream
Nothing is as true as it seems.
I'm on a beam,
Unbalanced,
One day
I'll fall,
For now,
I'll give it my all.
I try and block illusions,
But that usually
causes unnecssasry delusions,
Like some kind of explosive,
Radioactive fusion.
And I just keep bumping
Into the edge of the fine Line
And bruising.
Ask anyone else,
They'll say I'm cruising,
I know just what I'm doing.
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