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I'm your record
as you spin me
around and around.
I feel as though
you're playing me
with your every whim.
I don't feel control
as you do this and that,
excluding me
unless you need me.
I feel you playing
the strings of my heart
to play your musical sound
to please yourself.
I spin and I spin
as you dance and you dance.
I crack when you
stop caring completely
to smash, stomp me
onto the ground.
I was your record
to be played,
but then you found
someone to be your CD
and now I'm replaced.
Will you break them
as you did me?