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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Dark · #1874222
Downward spirals are often on roads with many forks.What decisions are the right ones?
There's a distant star that seems too far
I've ridden on the entrials of its figure
How'd you feel if this was the swing that missed
Or if the dark overran sinking pleasure

Above the seas too clear to see
I've soared and roared forever
There lies a haze much like a maze
Hex the thorn in that endeavor

On bloody cliffs I've washed away
There lies a slow, slow decay
Of the things that keep me standing
On the bridge on which we're landing
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