Life's a Perfect game.

Life's a Perfect game.

A Poem by William heath
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No time to breath,
Life sucks let's be forward.

Every moment of greatness in life is followed by two more bad ones.

Because once you get your pins lined up,
Life rolls a strike on you.

And the harder you try to beat the odds,
Life keeps bowling a perfect game.

So who?....or should we say even what?..
Is the big a*s ball in your life that keeps smashing through your pins.

© 2016 William heath


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William heath
William heath

Granite Falls , NC



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