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Apr 2017
Where for out thou lunatic
I used to know me well
I was once sane you know
This you could seemingly
Tell.
Was it a bang,a bang upon my head
Or was it something somebody had cruelly said.
What was the trigger that tipped me
over the point of no return
Was it the knowledge that I never had to learn
Still looking for different ways to openly self harm
Me and my mate Shakespeare living in the funny farm.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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