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Bipolar

by tomas-denson

Take me down while standing tall into shattered pieces fall laughing now tears rush by rolling down from this high what is known, what is seen wash this battered mind to clean watch me smile here and past rictus grins that will not last knowing of the pain to come colouring each and every moment fun screaming now in joy or pain always have they felt the same only in this sea at dark when light is gone and hope depart there i find that fateful step to take me up the slope so swept then i smile, i laugh once more offer myself as emotions whore though in that moment of breathlessness where i don't have to face this test there is a hope that i'll just stop no more struggle to that top dear ocean then, call my soul let me pretend that i am whole for i would swim the waters again please, let me swim the waters again.
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Published
Apr 21, 2015
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#life#death#hope#false#bipolar
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