Spinning Round

by Grace   Nov 14, 2006


I'm falling on the ground,

scraping my knees,

crying, bleeding

I'm begging you please.

The constant never ending cycle of your face,

spinning round, spinning round.

You were something I never found.

Set all these thoughts ablaze with my heart,

all in all we fell apart.

F**k all these memories,

set them free.

But how can I let them go,

when they mean so much to me?

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