No. This isn't an 'about me' section.
The inner evils of the brain...right?
Probably, more likely.
Dig deeper and further; You will always find something you did not expect.
"I'm a mountain that has been moved. I'm a fugitive that has no legs to run.
I'm a preacher with no pulpit, spewing a sermon that goes on and on."
I feel like a fool so I'm going to stop troubling you,
Buried in my yard, a letter to send to you.
And if I forget or God forbid, die too soon,
Hope that you'll hear me; know that I wrote to you.
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STOP PRESSURING ME
STOP PRESSURING ME.
WHY?!