Everyone Has A Story; Welcome To Mine

A compilation of personal poems

Friday, 10 July 2015

Plummet

One day you'll step off that cliff
You'll feel the air start to swirl beneath your feet
And hope to God that you can fly,
Yet it will come as no surprise
As you plummet to your death.
Because you never believed the myth;
You knew that you were never made to soar.

-NHG
Posted by NHG at 11:05
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      • Safe Haven
      • Up In Flames
      • Self Betrayal
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      • Crazy
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      • The Thought Of Losing You
      • Save You
      • Animal
      • It's The Things We Hide
      • Sweet Dreams
      • Blue Eyes, Blonde Hair
      • Puzzle
      • Faucet
      • Plummet
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      • All Is Forgotten
      • Eyes Don't Lie
      • Breathe
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