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Dusty Anne Welsh Jan 2015
She whispers lowly to me. This mind of mine is filled with Bipolar thru and thru.
Not one person I have let have a peek of it wide openedly before you now on this very day.
All see me smile at them normally yet in this mind of mine she is stirring.
I'm frantically holding, clutching, white knuckling her down as she tries to climb out the eyes of me.
She screams at me constantly piercing my ears I fear they will began to bleed.
I barely can keep her inside down me, this evil twin in me is wicked bone deep.
She rules over the demons that breath heavy on me as they are ordered to claw the skin from me to try to get her free.
This is Bipolar this is me. Welcome to my world.
Please don't stay very long she might claw at you all the while smiling at you. Unleashing her demons down into you.

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