Falling Up Stairs
Falling up stairs,
With no hope to conjure up,
That tomorrow will find me,
And I’ll get the chance
To try it all over again,
Mess it up again,
Disappoint again,
And maybe, just maybe,
There will be a little bit of new hope
To fix it all up again.
Copyright © Alice Nightingale | Year Posted 2010
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