Around and around
I go
helplessly spinning
my wheels
what looks like a rose
may smell like a rose
but the fakes aren't what they appear...
Backed into a corner
with nowhere to go
I fail to see
what's in front of me
Around and around
I go
for those who are
about to know
you've met your match
when you confronted me
sorry sights
for those who see.
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