The blues

Swirling in a whirlpool
My eyes can’t close, my eyes won’t fade.
I’m held in your grasp
Begging to gain strength.

I’m caught in a love jones
Separated by twos
Grasping for glory,
Only getting the blues.

I’m swirling. I’m feeling lost.
Mind frame keep me safe
At any cost.

Hold me now.
Give me peace.

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