I'm not sure
if you're the thing
I tripped over,
or the leg that
didn't catch me
before I fell,
but either way,
my face is in the dirt.
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Poetry Notes And Or Short Stories
PoetryThese are some poems I've been working on..
XII
I'm not sure
if you're the thing
I tripped over,
or the leg that
didn't catch me
before I fell,
but either way,
my face is in the dirt.
