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Questions from a Bi-Polar freak...
Why the rage? Why the burden?
I can dropp it all without a second thought
except to linger and spread word of handsome things
Why the hunger? Why the coal?
I can light it all up with my sardonic self.
and laugh at lit shadows on the bathroom wall
I want to die sometimes. Is that normal?
Or is it wondering about what is beyond?
I am not faithful. Only curious.
I want cessation sometimes. I want no war.
No haggled thoughts or ponderance on who I was
I want ashes spread and gone
But is there hope for me and what I represent?
I wonder sometimes at the fog.
Where did the happy childhood go?
poem
by
Poet Dragon
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