Perpetual Wheel
My live is like a perpetual wheel
Spinning around and around
But not really getting anywhere
Continually throwing me off face first
Into the ground.
I wish I could find a brake
And slow the darn thing down
And move on with my life
Before my final hours come around.
Peter Dome.Copyright.2015. May.
Copyright © Peter Dome | Year Posted 2015
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