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Racing thoughts come zipping and zigzagging in my noggin; I’m 
Recovering from losing you – my mind bleeds with utter 
Regret…piling up with numerous debts… I was upset for no apparent 
Reason…. but just give me a
Reason to overcome…these waves of emotion,
Rapt in woe…overwhelmed with 
Rue…due to losing my mind over you…all along, I was a
Ripped paper, but soon you’ll tape me together again
Rocking back and forth nervously in my mind’s eye, I find that this voice of mine in my head keeps talking 
Ridiculousness… words of foolish wisdom… 
Reminding me of my past
Reminiscences…some of them I’d 
Rather throw in the near-by trash bin
Ruminations and recollections of all kinds, shapes and sizes…haunt me down like a deer, running away from his fate of getting devoured by 
Ravenous wolves of gluttony and showing their wretched teeth, snickering at the weak…fattening up the 
Rich wolf…eating away at hope…and his stomach is never, ever full…he wants more and more till he vomits out creepy, mysterious declarations of damaging destruction 
Rawrz…it is hard to choose which way I 
Really feel – happy or frustrated or sad or in between or neither? My frame of mind is already broken…who can fix it up again? Will He or you or me? You were my sugar-and-spice fantasy, but that was once upon a time… and that feeling will never, ever blanket upon me…The dismay of yesterday’s tomorrow Reduces me to tears of crystal clear sorrow… Well, who knows where the wind blows…perhaps, one day I’ll be one of those
Radiant people, skipping to and fro on the sidewalk; he uplifted me with words of poetry…he made my spirits sky high…then, stress piled upon my life and I’m caved in by anxiety and distress…you won’t see me cry – I’m not a baby, needing you to cradle me close… I’m limited and I crumble into sand…I was once a rock, limitless, 
Robust and higher than the 
Roof above my head… All I really need is your love to 
Reign upon me like a king, 
Ruling over his followers… 
Rumor has it that they 
Reaped    
Ripened grace…it all began when they walked on the 
Road of 
Recovery

(Part 4 is coming soon...stay toon! :) ) -note from Dave
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