echoes of my imagination
I wish they would bounce into oblivion
I'm beginning to regret the release
REWIND
I spoke too much
dreams
ideas
poetry
so much safer within
the confines of my skull
my head has been racing
accelerating with every passing moment
I was pure genius
just to suddenly slam on the breaks
they will have fun
scraping the remains of my brain
off of the windshield.
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