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poems It's something altogether strange
How my mind ties in arranged
Little bows of unkept abnormality
Falling into dents in my personality
Try to explain myself to myself
Tell me I'm in impeccable metal health
I'm the self inflicted malfunction
Without any sign of compunction
Here I am, the one they warn you about
More than slightly crazy, inside and out
Gone in the head, mad to the bone
Her centre of stability has been overthrown
