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Psychopath

I play with fire And I dance with Death A twirl and a spin and a blade swings recklessly. "Do you not care about others ", they ask consecutively. "Do you think before you act", they ask disrespectfully. My own reality an asylum My mind makes liberal My words can change you or me "Your words are absent " , they'll disagree "You make no sense", they'll only see To much to handle like a crushing bridge Bounds break like broken ribs Without either things cease to exist I walked upon a borderline path I can't decipher , am I a Psychopath
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Aug 16, 2015
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#self#truth#doubt#pain#hurt#rejected#esteem
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