circles. driving me crazy.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
old poem.

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Submitted: May 04, 2007

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a slithering smile creeps through my pursed lips, i dont know why i allowed it.
a salty tear dries cold on my parched cheek, how did this curse of crimson love invade my soul of regularity?
you've mixed me all up, shook me about, got me drawing circles in and out,
in and out, and its no doubt, you see me now, walk right through.
the passion of the rain drags me down, and the warmth of the sun tries to pull me out.
the heat in your breath reflects on the lines, the millions i've drawn, avoiding the circles.
red with anger, blue with rage, white with tear-drops that fall like rain, but there's no
pain, there's no pain, because i keep drawing circles and it makes me insane.


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