Humans go round and round
A tale of the absurdity of humanity
Did you know that if just one human starts going round and round we all follow suit?
Extraordinary creatures are we but repeating history seems to be an ongoing pursuit.
Creatures of habit are we as we swim through life seemingly on a whim;
I ask are we trying to inflict ourselves with pain or is it we are just too dim?
I think it goes much deeper than that to be honest...for we are many colors at the root.
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Lindsey Altom
For me, writing runs in the blood. I've wrote songs, poems and short stories ever since I was a little girl. I mostly like to write about my life experiences mixed with a little fiction or just things that come off the top of my head! :)
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