Clare still means the whole world to me,
With her I was experiencing some serenity,
We were so ecstatic while being together
And my memories of her will last forever.
We so met in the psychiatric hospital ward
And I loved her being devoted to our Lord,
So we were already two birds of a feather
Being aptly Christianly inclined together.
I was madly ill with suffering with bipolar,
She understood me and lent me a shoulder
To so release my fears from years of tears
With empathy and sympathy for erratic me.
Oh woe to me being madly mad and insane
But I wasn't to blame for being sad and lame.
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