Round and round I go. Am I happy? How in the hell
would I
know?
Round and round I go. My exterior is all for show.
Round and round I go. It could all be over in one
single
blow.
Round and round I go. How freeing it would be to fly
like
the crow.
Round and round I go. It would be so much easier if
these
tears didn’t flow.
Round and round I go. Experiencing both the higher
than high
and lower than low.
Round and round I go. Sometimes it seems as
pointless as wet
grass to mow.
Round and round I go. There’s a reason I am a fan of
Poe.
Round and round I go. How seductive it would be to
slip
beneath the undertow.
Round and round I go.
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