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Inside-outside, upside-down. Constant motion, spinning round. Conscious split, two sides torn. Personalities are born. Balanced, stabled, falling down. Spilling over onto the ground. Thoughts amuck, frayed and tattered. Sanity beaten, bruised, and battered. Sailing, drowning, waters of my mind. Washed upon its shores I might find. Forgetting rhythm, losing time. Blacking out, right here is fine. I'll end this now, my own terms. I'll perplex them, their thoughts will burn. Gathering together my person, my flock. I'll lay it's all down on the chopping block. Panting, sweating, head in hand. It's okay... Im normal again.
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Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 4:16 PM UTC
Personality
Inside-outside, upside-down. Constant motion, spinning round. Conscious split, two sides torn. Personalities are born. Balanced, stabled, falling down. Spilling over onto the ground. Thoughts amuck, frayed and tattered. Sanity beaten, bruised, and battered. Sailing, drowning, waters of my mind. Washed upon its shores I might find. Forgetting rhythm, losing time. Blacking out, right here is fine. I'll end this now, my own terms. I'll perplex them, their thoughts will burn. Gathering together my person, my flock. I'll lay it's all down on the chopping block. Panting, sweating, head in hand. It's okay... Im normal again.
Just trying to figure some stuff out.
c-x-rutledge
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Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 4:16 PM UTC
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