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"I wanted to do this because I wanted to help people, but...I never knew caring about the world would betray me like this...."

Around and around
Around and around

The world is turning endlessly
Walk from the darkness to the light
Shedding the thin skin to grow a proper shell
The clouds drift by wordlessly overhead
Chasing the blazing sun to a new day

Around and around

The world’s dance is everlasting
Apparitions have come and gone
More opaque souls are beginning to linger
Gripping to an esoteric guidepost
Chasing the silent moon to a new day

Around and around

Cradling the addition of gold-encrusted love
Embracing the refined scent of solace
The maiden dons her own shining armor
A withdrawn face upturned
In pursuit of the beaming sun to a new day

Around and around

The status quo shifts as an earthquake
“I spy with my little eye”
Reaches for those who gaze into dreams
Those eager steps come to a halt
In pursuit of the simpering moon to a new day

Around and around

The paroxysm beckons to the cloud cover
An empty shower from beneath the crowned parasol
The distorted vision seeks the truth
A dead man’s resting bones tell no lies
An unforgiving sun operates the arc to a new day

Around and around

Falling forwards in reverse
Taking a step back compels another flux
Optimism twists into a spiraling helix
Chained to a mirage once held dear
A ruthless moon shoves the bewildered to a new day

Around and around

Tumbling across the cold earth
The nightmare seems to have promptly reached its finale
A hollow theatre of overlooked spirits
But the spiral has cursed the eye
The unwilling dance of the shaken skeptic

Around and around

Around and perpetually around

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Author's Note

Aaaaaand my favorite so far, lol. This one is about Misaki, who will sadly find her own emotions going in a perpetual circle and she'll probably be stuck that way from now on, depending on how things go down.

This one actually pained me to write a bit because I love Misaki with all my heart, but my writer side told me to make this as ominous as possible, lol. I also definitely decided to take a more metaphorical route for her poem in particular, and the lines in it are either referencing to her mental "carousel" or are explaining events that have happened or that will happen later on.

Also, this is part of a short, I guess you could call it a, series about all of my gals in this particular RP group. Some of them will have only one poem written about them, and some may have maybe three max.

I don't yet know if Misaki will be getting any more poems or not. I might make another if things manage to look up slightly, but I'll have to wait for a while until after a certain /plot thing/ happens (which I won't say on here in case my RP homies find me [hehe], but it's strongly hinted at in the poem) to know that for a fact.

-edit- Oh nooooo the site formatting ruined the zalgo text ;A;
If you can't read it now, it says "Escape this Carousel"