My Capriciousness II

Why does writing what feels right often feel wrong?
Feelings flow and so do I do flow alongside them.

No theory or experience other than heart and sorrow,
a therapeutic bloodletting fantasia of vague horrors.

Dance with me until time stops, heart clears fast,
when pain ceases to exist and hope floods the hall.

Around and around in circles until our thoughts leave,
until the music dies quietly and we die together.

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