Spinning

Spinning and Spinning in circles I go
Wondering when I will know
When will it end? Why does it start?
The aching and breaking of my lonely heart.
Tears streaming from my hazel eyes
Pondering all the terrible lies.
Permanent solitude frightening the soul
Plummetting deeper into the hole.
Grasping with all my might
Darkeness surrounds me day and night.
I pick myself up and fall again.
Will this spinning ever end?

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Christi

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