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twisting turning
thougths are burning
soinning spinning round and round
suddenly shes on the ground
...
running here and there
through empty passages in the mind
looking for someone fair
i cannot seem to find
...
It's a part of me
that doesn't want to be free
a little voice in my head
wishing i were socialy dead
...
Non amour …I whisper thinking of you
Knowing in my heart that these words are not true
But they keep me from breaking down and yelling at you
...