the shadows have grown long
but my time is wearing short.
i twist and turn without rhyme or reason
i just need someone the wrap my arms around
to wrap my heart around
to wrap my head around.
but like perfect little circles
we go round and round
till i fall which parallels your actions completely.
i tock and you tick.
you fall up while i fall through.
inhale exhale
in completely disarray.
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