Two brothers one goal!!

The Wheel


Free no more as I wash the door.

Hide my path so I can sink.

Spinning with colors upon a broken wheel.

I look as I can not stop.

When the moment ends I panic,

and do not jump.

Then I cower in my loneliness,

for pride has killed me.

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