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Circles

It's over, it's not
It's over, it's not
Help me someone, please
It's like a damn disease

One that I cannot cure
He meant more to me
Than anything in this world

I say goodbye
Thinking I won't cry
An hour later
I'm boiling over

Back and forth I go again and again
Will this madness ever end?

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  • torninpieces
    June 11
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    Thank you for your comments. It means alot.

  • this is really just wonderful the emotion is inspireing!~ i weep out of joy!

  • that was good

    i know where you're coming from. no i've never experienced it myself. now i know your probably thinking 'then how do you know where i'm coming from?' well my friend did that to herself all the time. so i know how you feel