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Denial of the obvious I'm just sad today and when it stops raining then I can get a fresh look at this world and see a not so blurry outlook that melds all the colors into grey Anger at your brain matter Why wasn't I born into the world right side up, we joked about how difficult I was but is it really a joke when 18 years later I'm wailing out for the same breath of air that I was born needing Bargaining with the disorders I have symptoms of Anxiety Disorders but I could also be schizophrenic so maybe we can strike a golden medium of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder so at least then I can create an insane system of disorderly organization. Depression How often can you feel sad before you grow desolate and the drear wears away at the valleys on your face and pins you down into a final posture of the broken Acceptance I'll Let You know
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Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 10:35 PM UTC
The Five Stages of Loss of the Mind
Denial of the obvious I'm just sad today and when it stops raining then I can get a fresh look at this world and see a not so blurry outlook that melds all the colors into grey Anger at your brain matter Why wasn't I born into the world right side up, we joked about how difficult I was but is it really a joke when 18 years later I'm wailing out for the same breath of air that I was born needing Bargaining with the disorders I have symptoms of Anxiety Disorders but I could also be schizophrenic so maybe we can strike a golden medium of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder so at least then I can create an insane system of disorderly organization. Depression How often can you feel sad before you grow desolate and the drear wears away at the valleys on your face and pins you down into a final posture of the broken Acceptance I'll Let You know
Nicolette-Avery
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Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 10:35 PM UTC
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