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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