Life is a cycle.
It keeps on going.
Like habits do.
They repeat.
They happen again.
Apologies repeat.
Mistakes repeat.
War repeats.
Life repeats.
Death repeats.
Promises repeat.
Lies repeat.
Hatred repeats.
Love repeats.
Routines repeat.
Everything repeats.
That is why humans are sad.
Because we can't stop repeating.
We can't avoid it.
We can't deny it.
We can't forget it.
We can't remember it.
We can't get rid of it.
It is just there.
And we must deal with it.
Life is a cycle.
And so is everything else.
Everything is on constant replay.
And we must adapt to it.
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Random Poems
PoetryI always think of the most random poems when I'm bored. Some of them are actually good, so it would be a waste if I didn't write them down. I also think of them when I'm upset.
