Dreams and Our FeetA Poem by BrokendreamsofmarchI was sitting under the freeway pass This moments scene was made of glass And I had no idea how fragile all of this would become Or how I should have known This is always how it starts Our dreams and our feet just seem to go to far Gravity's best shot was to make us fall too hard And now we couldn't hold on To our ideal life Picked from our favorite song
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