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Sep 2012
You have been so schizophrenic
Your mood more than erratic
One moment, I am burning under the sun
The next, contemplating why I am frozen
Even in one day
You go a thousand ways
Can you not just sit tight
No matter what you decide
Plan to stick around
Not continuously on a rebound
How wearisome to keep up with
A mind that changes every minute
Oblivious on what to expect
Terrified to end with regrets
When all I am asking
Is if I need better preparing
Because it is alright if there is a storm
But pretty please, I must have you perform.
Nicole Bataclan
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Nicole Bataclan  38/F/Berlin, Germany
(38/F/Berlin, Germany)   
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