Spin

Shadows creep
Kissing light
Want to soar
Still my sigh
I am bored
Wishing that
Life meant more
Unyielding
Unbelieving
Unfeeling
What lay in store
Heart that yearns
Dreams unfurled
Living still
Backwards world
Bottled
Mottled
Maudlin
Want for yore
I am no one
So who’s the whore?

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