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Oh the things that come out of this brain.
Darkness and light, sunshine and rain.
Pour it out to the digital world,
Entertain the masses while my head's in a whirl.
I hate the fact that I'm acutely aware,
Of every emotion, from joy to dispair.
There is no balance from the chaos inside,
I lurk in the shadows trying to hide.
Maybe I'm toxic and you should all run,
Before my venom infects everyone.
I write it all down, both fiction and truth,
And throw out my soul for all to view.
-samhudson
