Shifting Gears

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Gears are shifting,

Moods are lifting

Moods will fall,

Watch me bawl.

Like a tree,

I move with the wind.

Only the harsh rains can make me rescind.

Recind my affection,

That’s my deflection.

Someday I’ll find a way to end my strife…

I will remove from my life this double edged knife.

Which has caused untold pain,to which the darkness of my heart has been lain.