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I'm Sick

I laugh at the decomposing reality
As the marionettes start dancing along
Sick in the head with dementia
As I scribble this meaningless song

The face of the clock smiles gayly
My pills were flushed down the potty
My teddy-bear roars at the funniest joke
Told by my moms beagle, Scottie

The Jack-o-lanterns are carving themselves
And my mother just thinks its a trick
The air swirls in circles around me
And the doctors just tell me I'm sick

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  • Mountain Woman gold member
    November 24
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    This made me smile. Wonderful, with much imagination. You are very creative. Great job.

  • jsi-sag
    November 21
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    Realistically Mindless

    I feel that this, though it sounds weird, is exactly how the title can be justified.


  • Lively Matter
    October 30

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    Oh ho ho! Delightfully delectable miss! Only need a little more to have a real awesome write there, as of now it feels incompleted. However, I love your imagery with the jack-o-lanterns carving themselves and the marionettes dancing, and really good for me cause what a childish imagination I have hahaha keep writing there