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Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

I feel uprooted like a tree from the ground I feel like my world has been turned upside down I feel like a blind man with no eyeballs in his socket I feel like I'm on welfare with no money in my pocket I feel like there's no end to the pain I feel as if the sun will become rain I feel as if I'm the only one Life laughs so at me so I run Away from the circus of life OCD is a double bladed knife

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Date: 2/27/2012 9:58:00 AM
Thank you for sharing your poetry with us Brian. I enjoyed reading your excellent poetry today. Will be back another day to read more. Love, Carol
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