Circles
Round and round my thoughts fly
Am I doomed to live or to die
Not a mortal life or death
But emotions that catch the breath
Feelings as strong as life
Sorrows full of strife
Again and again my words race
As I try hard to hide my face
I don't want to show my fears
You should never see my tears
I do not understand
Why you took my hand
Time after time I show my pride
I wish it weren't such an ugly side
Filled with selfishness and greed
I search for some great deed
So that I can look at you, unashamed
So that I can be with you, unashamed
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