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the Circle

I’ve had my heart
Broken time and time again
It seems every time I love
I take it on the chin
It’s going to be hard
To put another love in my heart
After so many times
It has been torn apart
Just as I make it towards heaven
Soaring high, everything is going well
My wings get plucked from me
And I crash towards hell
Every time I make it to places
Most men never seen
I am abruptly awakened
From my beautiful dream
I’m traveling on through
This never ending circle
I’m stuck in this sphere
Going through the pain cycle
Every time I begin to heal
I subject myself to more
Stranded in an ocean of turmoil
Never making it to shore
I thought that I broke the circle
And found a way through
But I went around again
One more time with you
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the Circle, by Scott Trudell 4.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 6 reviews.
ARUN MAZUMDER More than 1 year ago
well done
meena Sharma More than 1 year ago
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Fluffy Bunny xx More than 1 year ago
love is painful & the deeper we go the more wounds are exposed..but the choice to live a life filled with the reality of love is ultimately your own..just be happy in life :)
April Lott More than 1 year ago
Well said
Sonja Carnes More than 1 year ago
Good message. Imagery is quite good!
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