THIS IS THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE
SOMETIMES IT SEEMS AS IF LIFE IS FALLING APART, AS I HAVE BECOME A VICTIM TO MY ART, WINGS THAT CATCH NO WIND.
SO MANY PIECES THAT I CANT SEEM TO MAKE IT ALL FIT, A WHOLE LOT OF STRESS AND NOT ENOUGH REST.
TWO SIDES OF THE PICTURE THAT I AM.
SO I GO TO MY PLACE OF THINKING AND PERUSE THIS SITUATION.
A DERANGED BUNNY IN A MADMANS BRAIN.
WHERE THINGS ARE NEVER QUITE WHAT THEY SEEM.
I TOLD YOU THAT THIS WAS A MADMANS DREAM.
ON A WEDNESDAY IN OCTOBER AS I BRING THIS VERSION OF VISUALITY.
I KNOCKA FYAH FROM THE SKY, FROM THE AIR THAT FLOWS AROUND I.
AS TIME SLIPS AWAY.
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