I will continue to write 
Until the day that I fall 
Fall into the ground 
Or let my thoughts overrun me. 
The day will eventually come 
When I can't get them out quick enough 
My mind runs out of space 
As it overloads and explodes 
and rips apart my sanity 
The pieces fall down 
Leaving my memories on the ground.

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