It Could Be Worse, Right? #Rhyme #Unapologetic

Once upon a traina railroad to her thoughtsChug-a-lug, it didright through her iron wrought A fence she thought was solidyears of successful constructionOnly it took one moment buried by catastrophic destruction Steam kept rolling onwardfaster, it seemed to goand there she lay, alone across a broken row At least the stars are bright a distractionContinue reading “It Could Be Worse, Right? #Rhyme #Unapologetic”

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