For the Record
You're the one spinning
But I'm getting dizzy.
Never slow down, never speed up.
Hypnotic, steady.
You're almost always in black-
it's easiest.
When I saw you in white,
I wanted to cry.
You lord such power over me-
Make me want to
dance
weep
laugh
scream
jump
and sing.
I can be broken; you'll repair me.
But you?
You have one chance.
Once you're shattered, that's the end.
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