circles
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I’ve let myself become a doormat.
Well, maybe not a doormat that gets stepped on once or twice a day.
No, I’ve become like a paperweight:
I am running
In circles.
My legs
Will not grow
Tired.
But my mind
Breaks with
All it sees.
Love is
An endless circle.
I cannot
Stop loving you.
Even if I tried.
The Sun rises.
Glory,
Happiness,
New Life.
The Sun moves.
Progress,
Change,
Lessons learned.
The Sun sets.
Hardship,
Upheaval,
Violence.