the brilliant things I almost gave you

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I had my chance to sing to the stars,
but I couldn’t work the microphone…
the thieves, they came in, broke down the door
and ransacked my entire place
but they stole nothing, only stupid shit,
like candy bars and bottles of gatorade…
my hands were wrapped in cellophane
when the old professor found me —
again she chased me down the hallways
and pursued me to the gate —
she needed to say some things to me,
and…