Saturday, October 12, 2019

Back Again



Whether I run away
I keep on coming back,
Even I change my way
I'm still going on the same track.

No matter what I do
I cannot escape,
No matter where I go
I always lost in shape.

And in the end
I'm back from the start,
A start I never intend
That keeps me falling apart.

Jr.


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