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You are the reason I'm inadequate and weak
sometimes making me unable to speak.
Days would go by I wouldn't sleep
you'd make me quake beneath my sheets.
And the hallucinations that you share
is just another delusion I must bear.
You are my illness taking my time.
You've even gotten me to make you a rhyme.

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