Spinning. A spiraling downfall. Caring, thinking, crying. Raindrops fall, whisper words.Thoughts. Cold stings down my arms. shiver, shake, cry. Repeat. The trees, the leaves, the air. The hard plastic of reality. Everywhere, every screen play.They kiss.Disappear. Lie. A need, necessity, drug. Falling off the cycle. I wish.

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