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The cyclone of reality


A cyclone whirling around my head
My thoughts
Fears
The future
The past
The present
The cyclone is a vortex of swirls
Drowsy
Dizzy
And confused
With my feelings
In truth and reality
What was it that we had
You want to be on and off
I am not a light switch
I played this game before
I am not a child anymore
Soon it will be off for good
I won't cry
Nope
I know the spark is out for good
There is no turning back
For anything of you
Could this be a miracle
At last
I am not gonna let you
I will not let you get me
Not gonna let you hurt me
Or abuse
And strain me
Ever again
You play
Games
All night
All day
All week
All the time
Except not this time
Or ever again
Could this be a miracle
At last

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