You
Are a special
Kind of crazy,
Not
Your run of the mill
Bipolar, sociopathic, narcissist,
I get whiplash
From your day to day
Drastic change,
In mood, in thought,
In what you desire,
You say
That I
Have no idea,
When in fact
I know you
At your core,
Deeper
Then you imagine,
Yet I continue
To participate
In your madness,
Knowing better,
But still holding
To the sliver of hope
That our angels and demons
Might
Play well together.
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