Gravity's PullA Poem by Riley
All good things must come to an end
Hope, happiness, faith, dependency, individuality It starts to fall Like the smallest bouncy ball Trying to get up, and up Yet never reaching the top The air catches us We either rise or fall And like the bouncy ball, All good things must come to an end. © 2018 Riley |
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Added on January 3, 2018 Last Updated on January 3, 2018 AuthorRileyWatertown, NYAboutHello all, this is the journal of my mind where I can say anything I want, to a group of strangers. No judgement, no vain comments, just a group of people who admire the same art. I look forward to re.. more..Writing
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