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I am crazy;

that is a fact.  



I’ve lost all composure

because you make me

want to crawl out of my skin

and become part of you.  



My mind is unstable;

I’m teetering from loving you  

to hating you because

you don’t love me as much.  



If I had the choice  

to live with you in confinement

or be free to love who desires me,

I’d choose you every time.  



It’s different with you;

for the first time,

I don’t care who knows  

how much I love you.  



I want to scream it  

from the rooftops so loud

that the townspeople will have  

no choice but to send me away...



to be with you forevermore.