Monologophobia
And I am afraid of circles
Afraid of being drawn round and round
Legs so worn and weary, but my feet are forward bound
And I am afraid of circles
On the way must have lost my mind
But when did it unravel? When did it unwind?
And I am afraid of circles
The past always travels back
To rest is to be stagnant, can’t afford to unpack
And I am afraid of circles
Who expected forever to be as long?
I crave new direction, new stories, new words, new song
And I am
And I am afraid of circles
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aislinneve
20. lesbian. Psychology major. I'm interested in comics, Superman, horror, the paranormal, psychology, girls, film, pulp scifi, giants, corvids, mythology, religion, and revenge.
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