Poetry: Illusion By Fleetman

Poetry: Illusion By Fleetman

ILLUSION
Breakfast at night
I was drunk by the riverside
On top the mountain
I was drowning beneath the ocean
I saw confusion and made a confession
I was swimming with a mermaid
Oh sorry I was drunk
I had a new maid
I was dreaming like she was swimming
When she was drowning
I was screaming but could only hear myself
I woke up eating breakfast
Damn I need to fast.

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