Circles
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Category : Poems
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Where'd all the time go
Barely even wrote today
Keyblades, and Belmonts
Lost in space.
What is this place
Its got a new face.
Sadness, happiness
Both at once
Feeling torn apart
As I keep stumbling around.
I really do think
I want to be found
Yet I can't make a sound.
I'm never on time.
Barely talk on the phone.
Minds been gone
Can't feel the ground
I'm floating too high kind.
I need to stop running this circle.
TheGhostlyPoet
