Mental Illness
By Jessiibear
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No one likes it. So you keep quiet.
You keep quiet until you explode. And when that happens, oh boy are you in for a hell of a treat.
Can you breathe? I can't.
Can you see? I can't.
What about feel? Can you do that?
And then anger kicks in. What in heaven's name do you do then?
Let it out?
Bottle it?
I do both. Tell me your story. The one you let loose in your world, unleashed like a tiger with its diamond-in-the-rough studded collar. They make good pets. Where's your beast? The one locked within you. The one that, despite your efforts, continues to roar. It's calling out. You hear that? It's beautiful.
You're a freak. We both are. But it's beautiful.
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Terrific write, Jessica. A
Terrific write, Jessica. A lot said with so few words.
Rich
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I agree with Rich. Good to
I agree with Rich. Good to see you again, Jessica. I was wondering what you were up to... and I'm glad to see it's still writing!
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Good, Jess. Well... not bad!
Good, Jess. Well... not bad! I like this piece. I hope you're going to post more. Write from the heart, mate - it's where the best stuff comes from
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Join the club. I'm the unique
Join the club. I'm the unique freak. Which one are you?
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it's good to be young
It's good to be young and insane.
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Short, sharp, good and I like
Short, sharp, good and I like the wild animals that break loose! Elsie
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