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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Was it some kind of a subliminal perception? Confusing my interpretations of a misconception. Was it you that pulled an affectionate deception? Forcing me into a fake deflection. A maneuver of the circumstance selections. A ruse, a scheme, a hoodwinked hoax. Walking around in your personality cloaks. Hidden persuasions, caused my mental imagery to blurry. "Why you dodging me now? Sit down, there's no hurry". I just need a second of your time, Help me figure this out. I'm a little confused, how this situations turned out. Let's analyze the beginning, the initiation. Yet again, I do get tired of being patient. But it won't be much longer, at this rate your health's going. I just can't save you anymore, your killing yourself, slowly. How does a person become so unstable? Cycles like this? Believing well structured fables. My thoughts catch on fire, like my circuits need rewired. Ashes still fill the void, where you burned me out, with your crack lighter. I just wanted to tell you, thanks for this paradox. Keep my memories in the attic, in a duct taped shoe box. Some days I'll admit, I miss the past you. The one before you turned into, this cold bitter shrew. Now your growing weary, hairs turning gray. Wasting sand in the hourglass. As grandfather clocks tick away. With every hit that you take. Chemicals taking it's toll. Lost your Mind. Body. And soul. I do apologize, from you I had to retreat. I had to be the bad guy, and do what's best for me. I never meant to leave you behind. But really the truth is. I keep trying to hide. Now that the truth's made an appearance. I caught a glimpse, saw your face, til then, never was my vision the clearest. I'd never noticed, all the lines and cracks, patched up in between, weak attempts, to keep your reflection unseen. Let's ask your keeper, and see what they tell? The masquerades over, pull off that, veil. "Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who was the best masked? At the ball?" Never your mind, with my twisted fairy tales. My mind got ran over, skipping tracks on Disney's, story Beast and the Bell? Anyways that's the story, of a para-box border. Just another bipolar, with a mom complex disorder.
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