Free Verse Automatic Writing
And then I wrote it, as the words were coming to me
And then I wrote it, as the words were coming to me
A cacophony of lyrics, a word spew catastrophe
No thought of definitions or meanings
Just expressions and madness feelings
Each verse representing a tangled web
Of confusion, mayhem in an unclear head
Conjuring up in a mind of solitude
From an unreasonable attitude
Views are rife with melancholy
A picturesque scene of antimonopoly
Fickle thinking is intolerable
A desperate cry so emotional
In a realm of chems and dreams
So visible yet so unseen
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