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twisted mind

If I stand here it is because of her.
If I leave it is due to insanity.
If I suffer it is my lunatic mind.
If I flourish it is her ability to maintain.

If she stays with me that's on her.
If she left it would prove her sanity.
If she suffers a good reason I can't find.
If she flourishes it is something I can't explain.

If we last it's a quandry.
I am befuddled by our laundry.
If we fail it's so simple.
I'm no smarter than a pimple.

Joy is equal to pain.
Nothing sensible crosses my brain.
I see Sky in yellows, I am crazy.
If I squint, purple and hazy.

No matter how I try to maintain.
Scrambled is the thing, my brain.
All my life None had faith in me.
then comes this beauty, there is she.

Then there's me, here I sit.
She's home, holy shit!
at one point I would have tried and failed to chase a dove.
Splattered on the concrete, Yet now here is she, my Love.
Written by digitigradeHiro
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