Title: A Perfect Circle Author: Rextremens
I lived in a circle, A round a perfect miracle, I loved the enclosed madness, A lesson in the spherical, I wore a magic jacket, To attract the unattractive, My energy makes this happen, I've found a hidden ceiling, In the attic of my dreaming, I tore around inside it, To find my hidden talents, Until one day I realized, This space was an empty place, That looked just like a dome, I roamed inside it until I felt alive, And found that life in a round, Is not sound, And just like a lost little turtle, I returned to my perfect circle. Comments on "A Perfect Circle"
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