my brain is wrapped in barbwire stangling my thouights,depression,obcession rule and thats not cool,my wife has to deal with my madness,it drives her to dispair and sadness,to live with madness blowing hot and cold,dealt with by drugs straightjacket your thoughts and dampen your sex drive,iwish i was you dear reader of this ode,please let it get better as i grow old.
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