CyclesA Poem by campsCycles Everything goes in cycles you return back to where you began. I'm not saying that it's all the same, but We all know circles have no end. The stars project down our former selves As the sun corrects the dead. You try to get off the carousel Only to end up right back on again. When we remember how our dreams end Original memories fill up our minds. Cause now we truly understand where we were before A distant thought for someone else to find. Like the ebb and flow of the universe Some are created and some die. Cause it's all connected to one another Which ends as a twinkle within your eye.
© 2014 campsAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on September 23, 2014 Last Updated on September 23, 2014 AuthorcampsILAboutI'm a current student. 22 years old. I love to write in many different styles. I've been writing since I was a little kid. It's always helped me, just getting my thoughts out there. more..Writing
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