Down on luck but still trying,
while working toward my rising,
I find myself falling…
falling like waves on sand,
we’d sit and watch hand in hand.
Falling when I didn’t want to at all-
falling, I’m so enthralled.
- Author: FallingAwake2 ( Offline)
- Published: August 6th, 2023 17:45
- Category: Love
- Views: 1
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