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The depression sinks in, an unnatural daily blend The type that warps from within, it puts the lotion on the skin. The jealousy is kin, doubt being the yang to my yin It's all a part of me, a breakdown waiting to begin. Their love is all benign, I try but can't return in kind Erratically unemotional, mentally fluctuating is my mind. It's only a matter of time, before what little is left that binds begins to steadily unwind, to become a frail tether leashing what lies within confined.
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May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017 at 5:55 PM UTC
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The depression sinks in, an unnatural daily blend The type that warps from within, it puts the lotion on the skin. The jealousy is kin, doubt being the yang to my yin It's all a part of me, a breakdown waiting to begin. Their love is all benign, I try but can't return in kind Erratically unemotional, mentally fluctuating is my mind. It's only a matter of time, before what little is left that binds begins to steadily unwind, to become a frail tether leashing what lies within confined.
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May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017 at 5:55 PM UTC
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