Title: Thinking of You

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Poem

Instructions


Measure of our life. if we can find.
A better place to ease our minds.
I'm not the one to blame.
Though my thoughts make me go insane.
And the insanity of my nihilism.
Won't allow me to explore my pain.
Tears of joy are behind me
Even when I hear your name.

 

Measure of their faith by outward deeds –.


Measure, weight, and effort - it all adds up.


Measure of our life. if we can find.


Measure of my merit, but by this criterion.


Measure, and find where thou art wanting most.


None of the above



And a better place to ease our pain.


We can't be in the same room.


I'm not the one to blame.


The sands are soft, the waves smooth.


We all just want to feel at home.


None of the above



Of a friend’s insanity, or the cold slap.


And in the midst of insanity, i said: «i don't care.


And i love you all my insanity x2.


I'm the craziest man i know. oh my insanity.


And the insanity of my nihilism.


None of the above



And with a sigh and wailing all pain.


And ending in a rhyme for pain.


I am not a thief, and ending on thir brain.


And, with a sigh, he breathed his last.


And with his crook, and ending in a rhyme for pain.


None of the above