As I move into the candy house the dark lights are on,
Going up the stairs I am going down
Only then do I release that I'm going up
But not until I'm down.
It's like a rollercoaster,
I stop outside.
But I'm upstairs.
The ride has stopped.
But my mind is up and my heart is down.
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PoetryPoems I have put In time to think about. They are both negative and positive. They have meaning. They maybe ones I believe strongly about and you don't believe in them that's fine.
