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Do you KNOW what it's like to STAND at your front door for half an hour, SHAKING just trying to OPEN it? GOD forbid you actually WALK out of it. WAKING up in cold SWEATS with the PANIC that has FAILED to be SUPPRESSED in the SOLITARY, morphing WARY into the MANIC. ISOLATION driven you half insane That as you try to hold a CONVERSATION you're counting the syllables off against WINDOW PANES. And if they don't FIT you have to adjust the TOPIC to make sure you end on the LAST PANE. **It's lasting pain to know I spent a good part of my teenagehood in this state.** But now a weight has been lifted, be it a product of my split personality or not the poles have been shifted, so now it's time to sue a side and reclaim the path stolen by an imposter deemed fate cause if I learnt anything in the wait it's this; YOU ARE THE PERSPECTIVE YOU CREATE
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 7:15 PM UTC
SUE A SIDE
Do you KNOW what it's like to STAND at your front door for half an hour, SHAKING just trying to OPEN it? GOD forbid you actually WALK out of it. WAKING up in cold SWEATS with the PANIC that has FAILED to be SUPPRESSED in the SOLITARY, morphing WARY into the MANIC. ISOLATION driven you half insane That as you try to hold a CONVERSATION you're counting the syllables off against WINDOW PANES. And if they don't FIT you have to adjust the TOPIC to make sure you end on the LAST PANE. **It's lasting pain to know I spent a good part of my teenagehood in this state.** But now a weight has been lifted, be it a product of my split personality or not the poles have been shifted, so now it's time to sue a side and reclaim the path stolen by an imposter deemed fate cause if I learnt anything in the wait it's this; YOU ARE THE PERSPECTIVE YOU CREATE
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 7:15 PM UTC
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