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Mania

Euphoria drips down my face and the neurons start to dance.
Blood runs through my veins and takes a leisurely stroll to the park.
Snow digs into the landscape and buries the bodies and the evidence.
God whites out his mistakes.
Quickly now someone will see.
What am I writing?
Empty words symbols scribbles
lines on a thin piece of tree.
draw me a picture
make it pretty
make it colorful
make it happy so I can feel.
Mania they call it?
I call it lives antidepressant.
How could this be fake  unreal   plastic
Little flakes drop down from the sky.
This message has been brought to you by.
Loud   Sweet   Clashing   Hard    Silence
Stomps down the hydrogen bonds.
A blank cone sparkles in the lunar light.
I can see my future
Want me to tell you yours?
Scrambled thought are tickled by a whiff of honesty and oxygen.
1 candy    2 candy     4 candy
You need more when candy is measured in milligrams.
Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.
The world is upside down.
I thought I knew what happiness was.
What I wanted and where I wanted to go.
I’m okay with what is.
I’m okay with what was.
Tomorrow is tomorrow.

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