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Bipolar

a head not following the rules
a mind denying the threat
there's darkness all around
   blinding lights
     cripling delights
to sing, to dance, or to drown in despair
following in the footsteps of the dreaded dead
I do not fear madness
it's the sadness I can't bear

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