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Saturday, 29 June 2024

Grave Behave

 I raged in a delusional state,

Enough to recall and relate,

I was in a paranoia mentality - 

A dangerously grave gravity.


Passers by were hapless victims

Of my unruly behavioural sins

Of investigating my suspicions

Of my voices' miss directions.


But I always went on my way

To sing sorrows another day,

As my insane misconceptions

So raised unwanted attention's.


Off to the Ward, an imprisonment

Of unjust and needless punishment,

As the Nurse's don't have time of day

Constantly sending  you on your way.

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