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Dec 2013
He lays within my mind almost dorment everyday and chooses when to come out to send my mood the other way. When everthing is going well I'm chemically content, he comes out makes my brain dry all my seretonins spent. He changes skies from light to dark puts weight upon my chest. I have to take deep breaths to keep my heartbeat at its best. I am forced to quiz the point of life frightening thoughts come flooding back, The memories of all my good times I then start to lack. He may stay there for a few months maybe a few days. This all depends if my minds tricked by what the false man says. I battle with this evil man and think of what ive got, thinking of all the good things in my life the ones that I'd forgot. The good mood then starts flooding back, the dark skies turn to light. Ive won the seretonin slayer there in all his might. The point of life this now returns with happiness, a smile. Im scared to think how long this will last it may still only be a short while. He will be back to slay my seretonin pool the same, I will summon up some positive power to beat him at his game.    M.j.d
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mr inkless  northwest
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