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Cycles

Twisting, spirals ending

Only to come back around

Repeating

Nothing matters

It's all, going to end

Cycles

Twisting, spirals unending

It's a salve

A tonic

A placebo

Sugar pills to bide the time

All directions look the same

Each time we see that, we find a way

To keep, going

And try to forget, ever knowing

Air. Water. Salt. Sugar. Acid. Bile. Mucous. Blood.

Cycles

Pumping blue, bleeding red

Wearing down, fading away, falling out, til the day.

Cycles, your cycles ends.

You are consumed, by things,you never even see.

You are just a gruel, nutrition.

Your cycle ends.

It's a salve, a tonic

Sugar pills to bide the time, to bide the time