The Wall Poem by Matthew Campbell

The Wall

Rating: 5.0


Running in a race,
But not the same past,
I wish i could go faster,
But my body wont let me,

Like I'm tied in chains,
And the pain is to insane,
Running till I fly,
But my wings wont let me,

Like a bird with dislodged wings,
Running In Place,
Even Though I'm Coming In Late,
And I bit to much on the plate.

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