It's a circle, a cycle

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same old thoughts
it's a circle
like a cycle

they leave
and come back,
always, they always do

stupidly think they've left forever
suddenly they come back
like an old friend

and they're turning
in my head
until my head's turning with them

until they make me lose my shit
until I don't know why I keep doing it
until I'm thinking of giving up

but it's a circle,
a cycle
the thoughts leave and I think the circle's broken
but they come back
it's a circle,
a cycle

there's no way of breaking it
unless it stops turning...

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