I am spinning in circles. My head is aching, My hands   ar shaking. I cannot judge Distance nor Time.  I am all in all helpless. It is  problematical not to Writhe, while in the grip Of ecstatic pain And agony.  I am completely alone. No one knows the  panache I feel. The way I am at a loss For  terminology.  I am in a prison With no   promoter of escape. Chained to the wall, I can Only scream and listen To the echoes.  Do not wish for such hurting. If you do, you   take on for lose touch With reality. Do not  pass on for my hand. As it flutters helplessly.  The journey is  a standardised long And  overly lonesome. Do not walk it with me. There is no beginning. There is no end.  If you feel differently, Take my hand. And I shall show you How it feels To be dispiritedly in love.                                        

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