Are we really in control?
What's the ultimate goal?
Life flashes like a glitter bomb,
One minute here and the next we're gone.
Who can walk on wet water?
Who can hop on hot coals?
Potholes and broken souls.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: December 9th, 2023 02:07
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Comments1
I will be with you soon - just fell down a pothole. lol. Doh!
Haha!
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