A Schizophrenic Poem
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm a schizophrenic
And so am I
I hear voices,
They tell me what to do.
Sometimes I listen,
But they want me to kill you.
I don't want to do it,
It wouldn't be fun.
So listen to me
As I suggest you run.
Run so I can't follow
So these voices won't make me take your life.
Run far away
So I don't have to use this knife.
I also have Multiple Personality Disorder
One part of me doesn't want to kill you
But the other part of me does.
I want to slit your throat and watch you bleed.
I will eat your dead corpse
And feed your bones to the pigs
And crush your skull to give to the field mice.
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