Shattered Diamond
I stress six deep, I know I am a burden, Burden already, Forever forbidden. I was like a diamond, Shimmering elegantly, Now green pastures are forgotten, u decisively chose to run away. My torn blankets, I feast upon with mice. Were you a hidden serpent in my bed? Curled rigorously, nibbling away at my thoughts. I am now a bipolar sufferer, Giving away what is worth, Receiving what is unworthy.
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