Crazy Without You
Trying to explain the insane
Tame tame tame...
Is the word I’m feeling
The ceiling, is a false limit
Mimics
Perhaps I’m insane too.
Swirling questions,
Got me going in circles
Purple,
My answer for the moment
I want it, to be you.
Dr. Seuss
Thing 1, thing 2
My two best friends
For in the end,
They offer no deceit
To me,
Sanity is you.
Not the pursuit.

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Nice work.
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Excellent write
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