She spins faster and faster
Tightening her circles
Small and compact
Becoming dizzy as always
Loving the feeling of
Almost getting sick before
She falls down
Into the darkness
She hates thinking about it but
It always Creeps
Into her mind, uninvited
So she spins
She spins as fast
As she can
Before she hits
Darkness again
This is her
Escape
Her escape from
Everything
Blog Category: Writing and Poetry
Current mood: sleepy
Added on: 28/02/2008 06:52:53
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