Sipping on the sweet juices of my thoughts,
Searching through the forest of my deepest emotions,
wandering through the fainted pathways of my dreams,
looking for forgotten answers that once resided in the foreign land of doubtful questions.
Sipping on the sweet juices of my thoughts,
over and over again i keep going through the footprints of my path,
physically getting dizzy from the circles i'm engaged in within the streets of the twisted confusing avenues of my mind.
Sipping on the sweet juices of my thoughts,
yet the outcome is nothing but sour insanity flooding my judgement which once was 100% in the land of used to be's.
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