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Mr Hyde

by @TheRavensWrittingDesk

A long time ago my Happiness was taken from me They dragged it away kicking and screaming They took it and they locked it up in solitary confinement No trial No jury It was meant to be a life sentence For a while I just accepted this I told myself there was nothing I could do Then one day I decided that was bullshit This was my Happiness and I was getting it back So I went to the place where it was imprisoned and searched Eventually I found the dark and dank cell where they put my Happiness With a little effort I was able to pick the lock And finally let it free I rushed in to greet my old friend But to my dismay I discovered it had changed My Happiness was locked up in total darkness All alone For so long… It had become Insanity
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Written by
TheRavensWrittingDesk
38 / M / Cali
Published
May 15, 2019
Time
2m
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M. McCrea Jr. 2019

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#bipolar#mental#health#awareness#2019
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