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Bipolar
I know this path.
This is a path that I have walked before.
It is a dark one with an uncertain end.
Some things are just kept better shut.
Mirrors on both sides,
I watch myself decaying of misery.
I see a man walking
whom I know, though do not.
Who is he becoming?
Mortified in his walk,
he breathes because
he must move one step further.
This is a path that I have walked before.
It is a dark one with an uncertain end.
Some things are just kept better shut.
Mirrors on both sides,
I watch myself decaying of misery.
I see a man walking
whom I know, though do not.
Who is he becoming?
Mortified in his walk,
he breathes because
he must move one step further.
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