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I would now like to declare myself insane And I’d like to be left alone If possible I’d like some bitter tea to sip Whilst watching static on the television Sleep…                Sleep…                              Sleeping… Transfixed in a half mad stupor                              Slip…                Slip… Slipping… It’s funny how you suddenly realize these things Waking up to a demon hanging from your ceiling Sluggish and clinging to threads My seams stitched together To keep my humanity from pouring out Stability Tick…              Tick…                             Ticking away… I’m a time bomb And you’re all getting burnt When I blow
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 11:29 AM UTC
Spiraling
I would now like to declare myself insane And I’d like to be left alone If possible I’d like some bitter tea to sip Whilst watching static on the television Sleep…                Sleep…                              Sleeping… Transfixed in a half mad stupor                              Slip…                Slip… Slipping… It’s funny how you suddenly realize these things Waking up to a demon hanging from your ceiling Sluggish and clinging to threads My seams stitched together To keep my humanity from pouring out Stability Tick…              Tick…                             Ticking away… I’m a time bomb And you’re all getting burnt When I blow
This is a bit different for me since I don't write a lot of dark poetry
spiralingintomadness
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 11:29 AM UTC
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