The Past Like Bubblegum
The past like bubblegum
Stuck to your shoe
Slowing you down
When it clings like glue
Your soul spreading gunk
With every stride
That awful mess
You try so hard to hide
Take the time have a seat
Take your shoes off
Take a look at your soul
And scrape the crap off
Roll it and poke it
And check it with zeal
Then finally flick it
And see how you feel
Copyright © Maureen Mcgreavy | Year Posted 2017
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