Evisceration of Emotion
Eternal Suffering
Hi to all the people that live in a deep world.
The ones that may feel a little neurotic.
We wander and wonder our heads swirl.
It has to be the worst instance of exotic.
It may be our pre frontal cortex.
Suck ideas in like a psychological vortex.
This burning kind of imagination.
It is the most painful kind of creation.
What's the best part of neuroses?
It is not quite psychosis.
About the Creator
Garrett Jair Lang
My bio, constant state of change. No I am not deranged. I am a father, a student, a teacher. I am learning about myself and others daily. Live in Indiana, probably capable of doing anything if it will amuse me long enough. Love is a weapon.
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