Sorrowful Cycles

Stuck in a dance.

Spin, kick, flip,

Spin, jump, twist,

Spin, dip, and split

Repeat.

Repeat.

Repeat.

Again.

Again.

Again.

Over,

And

Over.

A

Never

Ending

Cycle.

But it needs to end.

It needs to end.

It has to.

The bones are broken and patterns are shattered.

You made it out.

But to what?

There is nothing now.

You can’t walk.

You can’t dance.

There really was no escape.

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