A sickle

My mad schizophrenic,
My mad loud
Love,
My me being
You being 
My being
Love

A sickle, yes
A wheat
A weed
A love

My heart a cross
A pin
Unpin me,
Cross me
Out of here
This lonelyness

Thus my empty space
Here alone in bed
In my room

Waiting eternities -

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