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Daniel (pschosis at 16)
These pieces of me can't interact,
they are cracked
into shards
splitting like glass.
My mind is breaking up into pieces,I am literally cracking up
while the stress is mounting
my heart is exploding like a fountain.
I am deluded my mind can't cope with explanations
haystacks without needles.
What am I but despair incarnate?
the clothes I wear the only rem...
Tuesday 1st February 2011 9:46 pm
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