Whirling, twirling flashes of thought
Disharmony and discord is wrought
Kaleidoscopic, fractured images of color
Running down in endless streaks galore
A viciously spinning, sucking whirlpool
Eagerly devouring this weak, pitiful fool
Jagged flashes scorch mind's terrain
In the end is nothing but endless pain
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