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Jun 30
"Always fighting some demon
Always finding some reason
Not to off yourself
******* and get some proper help."

My therapist says I'm acting strange;
I'm in awe of her professional insight!
I'm rabid as a dog, deranged
But "all you need is sunlight!"

I know the things I have to do
Clean my room and body too
I just can't get it through my skull
What don't I comprehend?
You think me dull because you're full
Of **** and not my friend.
croob
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croob  23/usa
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