Working On It...
I know I can.
I'm sure I will.
As long as I do
what Im supposed to.
I should grab it and hold on for dear life.
It's the only thing that elevates.
For pete's sake,
I hope it's fate.
I'm too tired to chase.
Maybe you can relate...
It's like when faults separate,
and life comes back together.
The feeling is great!
It makes me tremble.
Like the earth,
after it quakes...
Copyright © Matt T. Love | Year Posted 2010
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