Spiralling Life

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    Spiralling Life

    My life is spiralling
    All I see is a blur.
    What's happening to me?
    When will it stop?
    My life is going crazy
    There is nothing I can do
    to stop it.
    I try to stop it
    But I can't get it to stop.
    I call for my mom
    Right before I callapse to
    the floor.
    I stop breathing
    and I think I'm going
    to die.
    Help my life
    Stop spiralling.

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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