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Nov 2010
So you think,
you're a shrink,
and that you know me.
But you're blind.

And in the end,
you can pretend,
that you think you know me.
But you don't,
now it's all over.

You're blinded by your ignorance,
pretending you are innocent,
but, it's just the opposite.
You can't fool everyone.

You've been through hell,
and you brought it back,
we can tell by you're vicious attacks.
You've become a loaded gun.

Your lovely brain,
has gone insane,
and you're going crazy.
Can't you see?

And in the end,
you can pretend,
that you're not going crazy.
But dear,
you're just not sane!

You're blinded by your ignorance,
thinking you are innocent,
but, it's just the opposite.
You can't fool everyone.

You've been through hell,
and you brought it back,
we can tell by you're vicious attacks.
You've become a loaded gun.
So I suggest we run.

Silly, silly love of mine,
you act as if you're doing fine.
But we know that's not true,
you are just not you.

Crazy, hazy, you've lost your mind,
and you think that you are doing fine.
But darling, I hate to say,
you've gone completely insane.

You're blinded by your ignorance,
thinking you are innocent,
but, it's just the opposite.
You can't fool everyone.

You've been through hell,
and you brought it back,
we can tell by you're vicious attacks.
You've become a loaded gun.

Silly, silly love of mine,
you act as if you're doing fine.
But we know that's not true,
you are just not you.

Crazy, hazy, you've lost your mind,
and you think that you are doing fine.
But darling, I hate to say,
you've gone completely insane.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio.
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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