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verb: spin
1. Revolve quickly and repeatedly around one's own axis...

You.
It revolves around you.
Everything.
Your clamor stamps out my silence.
You spin to your own reckless, yet intended tune.

My silence, though, is only silent to you.
It plots inside me,
It lives, it breathes,... it schemes
It dreams of running free,
It dreams of falling, skydiving, plummeting forever
Having no inhibitions
And loving it.

The inner self has not suffered
It was dying
It's been revived
Life beats strong in its sequestered chambers
It longs to rid itself of its disease
Its fungus, its parasite.

You.
You cannot see it.
You lie unaware.
Like not hearing the approaching storm.
But it's there.
You will realize too late.
When the spinning stops, you won't find me there.
My escape will be your end,
The walls will come tumbling down.

The dust will settle
Yet you won't find me there
I've long been gone
I've fled the scene
You'll look for me,
But I won't be there.

Or... will you look at all?
The spinning might return
Will you notice I'm gone?
That I'm not even there?
These questions will echo

The
answers
won't
be
there.