Stuck Together Torn Apart
Morphed and changed a thousandfold, yet still the same.
Saturday, December 16, 2017
Walk on water...
Why, are expectations so high?
Is it the bar I set?
My arms, I stretch, but I can’t reach.
A far cry from it, or it's in my grasp,
but as s
oon as I grab, squeeze -
I lose my grip like the flying trapeze.
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