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Barely Existing ~ Ride of Life

by Brookebot

(poems go here) Spinning, spinning, spinning The ride won't stop Everything I've ever known and has been important to me has swirled into an array of colors Moving, packing, screaming Everything just a blur Can I ever do anything right? Alienating myself from the ones that love me the most Will they ever understand me? Will I ever feel happiness again? Take me away A secret place A sweet escape... Please, just stop the ride!
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Brookebot
This poem is written about the most difficult time of my life.

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