Reality's a bitch and she bites like hell,
Memory's my hoe,she doesn't kiss and tell,
Emotions's my Al Capone and the gangster of my life,
He keeps Lust at bay because she's always quick to strike,
Love,she's timid and sweet, too quick to fall in;too dumb to jump out,
And Anger's always willing to snap and punch Guilt in the mouth,
Shamehides in the shadows,only comes when called,
Peace only exists in Patience's Dreamz and only then is Conflict resolved,
No.Doctor.Will.Ever.Find.These.Things.Inside.Me.
BECAUSE. HER PATIENTS'. NOT ALL .SHE'S CRACKED UP. TO BE.
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