Staircases spiraling down the whirlpool. Not yet ready to step and fall i cry as i slide down with a face of deception. I tear little but sigh big. Falling down a hill with big dreams i remember once i had a purpose to live. Can it be that i have no reason no doubt in my mind? Love is blind i heard but i once render the tears in my heart bleeding.
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