The FallA Poem by Jordan WilsonThoughts on love, life and memories
Guilt, pleasure, pain, are all one in the same.
A part of life's big game, it picks us up spins us around, throws us to the ground. I stand and fall through it all To feel the happiness that i can recall, in my minds deepest eye I can still fly. Like a warm summers kiss, oh! how I miss, the very thought of that lovely time, I can recall before life took it all in the fall. © 2016 Jordan Wilson |
StatsAuthorJordan WilsonBowling Green, KYAboutJust a young 25 year old man, with a passion for literature. Currently writing my first novella, want to use this place for tips, help and practice. more..Writing
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