inner voices argue with me my headphones should block them all out these deafening decible demons must repent or suffer dehuminizing debatchery it's my sanity whose at stake men and women converse with me daily my headphones should block them all out trite discussions on politics, sex, love and hate, who won the game last night, etc..... give me a rifle and a highrise window its my sanity whose at stake why won't they retreat from me like she did suddenly leaving me all alone she bought me these damn headphones after i caught her with him i was forgiving, she wasn't appologizing its my sanity whose at stake the world is my inlaw, that bully in third grade relentless my headphones should block them all out just as soon as i buy me a walkman its my sanity whose at stakeBirth sign: Virgo
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