About my struggles with Bipolar Disorder.
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I long to slice the silence
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This is my cage: / these are my blackened bars, / iron wrought with malignant jealousy, / constructed with cancerous greed. / I am shackled with contempt / and cuffed with envy - / your leaden weight crushes
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I am crippled / crushed beneath / the bone-cracking weight, / the love and the hate / I carry with me / / I wake to morning light / and a haunting breeze / I can hardly breathe / I stumble in front of the m
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Mirror, / silver lake of lies / of dreams disturbed / by images / distorted / faces contorted / eyes glimmer - / a smile / a frown? / perha
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Ticker-tape thoughts
rush out (clicking) -
You found the crash in the fuselage -
metal twisted under extreme pressure.31 lines, 36 comments, on May 7 9:17 PM 2008. In Metaphorical
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Tempestuously I breathe
fire, fervor, luminosity
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