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The slow decent

 Nope this is not a philosophical one
or maybe it is, but I think I am done
with trying to explain everything, it's not fun
but wait I don't do it for fun and you know it son
and oh! my hair is falling I wish I had a man-bun
I love butts so you see that was a pun hun
what confused? Why does it makes no sense after the first few hums?
well this is just a what the title says, read moron
this is what insanity feels like, it's fine one
day and the next day it is less fine, not gone
from sanity, like you are there yesterday and all of a sudden
BOOM! you are insane, you see there is no fun
in that, there is no fun in shooting yourself with a gun
but there is fun in going for a run 
and being eaten by bears like nom nom
shit too dark I guess but you get the point hun
so remove that shit in your mind and see ya cunt
see how it feels like to go insane through my poems
the process slow decent into insanity and supersanity is still not done
well not technically mine but I am ranting so it is my home
turf as well but you see, this ain't just a stunt
Ignore this corner in the interweb and you may loose someone
think about what I just said in this  Poop rant
It is a long process not a one day event
and insane is something you slowly become...

- Yakaa: Jujaan


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