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Manic beseeching

Free me!
Cast off these corrupted cloths
Remove this ridiculous appearance
Shed the sickly sinful skin

I want to be free of this madness
Of this frenzied mania
And its stupid useless warped mess
I want to be able to think clearly
I want the blur gone from my vision

Clear me, free me, heal me
Liberate the calm the content
Cast out the blithering manic
For they have no place

I welcome the artistic mania
But this manic state is
is, is, is
harmful horrid hell

Out you demons of desire
and villains of excess

I want to be free of this
Peace