SECURITY ALERT!

It's crazy, it's crass.

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There's no explanation for what goes through my brain

It transfers to paper and out of my sane

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Strange thoughts open and make revelations

They provoke opinions and chaotic sensations

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What was I thinking or trying to do?

Sometimes there's no purpose, no sense or a view.

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It's just a part of me that exits and spills

Into a void full of queries, questions and wills

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My translations to pictures of imagination and dreams

The most obvious part is not what it seems

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