Clinical Depression, Uncontrolable confusion

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    Clinical Depression, Uncontrolable confusion

    Take a walk in my brain
    Stop the bleeding
    Make my day
    Come on
    I'm serving my punishment
    The sleepless nights rip me apart
    Yeah you think your so cool
    Drowning in your youth
    Let me tell you this
    Your not a drawing
    But a work of poetry
    Listen to the beats of freedom
    The vast dark night
    The bright stars
    Your gonna tell me you love him?
    A huge blue ocean
    And look at you wasting away
    Drowning
    Down to the bottom of the water of dreams
    I will take back the holy land
    Open your eyes
    This is what you want

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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