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Visit to the psychiatrist The “more Sensitive Ones”, The delicately balanced beings, Those living on the edge of life, “Feeling” more than “living” it seems. Needing to be nurtured and cocooned, By the mentally well adjusted, Or by the full-blooded buffoons Who keep them,- in life- interested. Do gently but surely tug, Into the deep dark depths Of their own despairing, Melancholy, Inverted selves. Till both breathe as twin souls Mirroring each other. Both forever, left wondering Who has violated whom? Indu ***** 15.04.2007
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Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 9:45 PM UTC
Visit to the Psychiatrist
Visit to the psychiatrist The “more Sensitive Ones”, The delicately balanced beings, Those living on the edge of life, “Feeling” more than “living” it seems. Needing to be nurtured and cocooned, By the mentally well adjusted, Or by the full-blooded buffoons Who keep them,- in life- interested. Do gently but surely tug, Into the deep dark depths Of their own despairing, Melancholy, Inverted selves. Till both breathe as twin souls Mirroring each other. Both forever, left wondering Who has violated whom? Indu ***** 15.04.2007
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Nov 23, 2012 at 9:45 PM UTC
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