Title: Gravity Author: supineplath
Oh gravity you do such terrible work, do a terrible job at keeping me down to earth. I'm here right now, but I won't stay for long, because you'll let me fly, and soon I'll be all wrong. All I ask is that you give me some reason, Let me know when my thoughts are in season, apparently they never are and never will be, So next time I leave, you'll keep me here saying "we'll see, we'll see." Comments on "Gravity"
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