Overthink a situation,
contemplate, self-destruction.
Turn it over, flip it round,
a fatal flaw must be found.
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The Fall
PoetryWill you catch me when I fall? When all light's gone from the sky and darkness keeps me prisoner. Will you catch me even then?
Overthinking
Overthink a situation,
contemplate, self-destruction.
Turn it over, flip it round,
a fatal flaw must be found.