Origin of the Madness Battle, a Mental Ramble

I do not have the locket of information,

Just swallow it down then spit out the tomorrows.

What did it mean?

I know where you originated from, but do you know where I reside?

There never was a clairvoyant channel between our lies.

Between friends the channel didn’t exist.

Friend or foe, what does it matter?

You are simply composed of my thoughts.

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