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Push my head underwater and let me breathe liquid Forget that I'm a person with a life and ambitions but let's not think about that because apparantly that's not important I didn't know you kept a chainsaw in your office Until the day I was in the middle of speaking and you started to cut off my limbs your argument was that it would prevent risk Temporarily isolating myself for a better cause Your involvement made me begin planning homicide well as long as i'm socialising, it's fine isn't it Dressed for the mourning of a grandparent I get told I'm wearing too little and a staff member comments on my **** but in community meeting, it's the patients that are said to be the ones talking inappropriately to staff What if one day we both brought a gun inside I bet it will be me who is tortured for it
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Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 4:14 PM UTC
Psychiatric Logic
Push my head underwater and let me breathe liquid Forget that I'm a person with a life and ambitions but let's not think about that because apparantly that's not important I didn't know you kept a chainsaw in your office Until the day I was in the middle of speaking and you started to cut off my limbs your argument was that it would prevent risk Temporarily isolating myself for a better cause Your involvement made me begin planning homicide well as long as i'm socialising, it's fine isn't it Dressed for the mourning of a grandparent I get told I'm wearing too little and a staff member comments on my **** but in community meeting, it's the patients that are said to be the ones talking inappropriately to staff What if one day we both brought a gun inside I bet it will be me who is tortured for it
leonie-whelan
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Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 4:14 PM UTC
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