I'm standing at a fork in the road
And I'm bumping right into the post
And I know which path is right
But it feels like
I'm not walking my own life
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Poetry"I landed on the ground and it had this horrible thing called gravity" In all it's different forms The poetry of pain The words of the girl who went from pink To a lonely shade of gray #67 Highest Rank © 2015 ML_Brooks, all rights reserv...
