Never Ending
Winding down a staircase that never seems to end
and as you turn each corner your head starts to spin
pain growing with every new turn
as you swear youve already seen that broken stair
you decend a few more flights and start flailing about
then decide to throw yourself down to end your misery
as you lay at the bottom of the steps broken and still
you see the exit just ahead as if mocking you
if only you hung on would you finally have been free
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