Mood SwingsA Poem by Chantee
Falling
Deep into the blackness of an abyss Rising Up into the brightness of clear skies Up Up Never a steady pace; Hitting Like a ton of bricks through a glass wall. There is only one way up, but when you go down, There are curves Corners Walls false grounds keeping you falling deeper deeper Further into the void No © 2013 ChanteeReviews
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