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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Over and Over Again… Twisting and turning, the fire that’s burning Keeps me writhing in pain And all that I fear, is becoming so clear Pouring like blood from a vein Facing the truth, I can’t stop the abuse I just don’t know where to turn Do I bow down and hide, are the answers inside To the questions and lessons unlearned I rise and I fall and I’m waiting for the call Or some sign that signals it’s the end… Each and every day, there is something in the way And it starts over and over again Each and every day, I run out of things to say But then it starts over and over again… From the time I awake, in the mirror I face All of the wrongs that I’ve never made right When I lay down to sleep, I’m searching for peace But I can’t make it through the night I rise and I fall and I’m waiting for the call Or some sign that signals it’s the end How much more can I take, before I past the point and break With no honor left to defend… Each and every day, there is something in the way And it starts over and over again Each and every day, I run out of things to say But then it starts over and over again… The darkness inside me, now circles around me Given life, it is freed from the cage Every light now gone black, I can’t see front to back Have I run out of room on the page… Every light now gone black and I am under attack For my life, this is a war I must wage… I rise and I fall, and I’m waiting for the call Or some sign that signals it’s the end But each and every day, there is something in the way And it starts over and over again Each and every day, I run out of things to say, then it starts over and over again…
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