I've been thinking about the day
inevitable it seems
the day that I'll crack
like porcelain again
they'll send me back
to the hospital room
lock me away
pump me with drugs
it looms over me
that shadow of doubt
taints my every move
marks my every word
and one day
when they catch me
I'll wither away
crumble to dust
the wind will carry me away
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