Non-Erotic PoetryMood SwingFeeding
my mood swing
with a bleeding of fears
falling
like leaves
around my feet
blending with tears
that hangs
trips drips
for just as much
no-reason-at-all
as the panic
welling swelling
and still
I keep telling
my silly self
to soothe the scream
this must be a dream
there's no reason at all
no reason for this
but my mood swing
such a strange thing
a brief passing taste
of insanity's kiss
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