Send It
The year of '17 was the year I really "sent it"
Jumping off high places, I never will forget it.
But if I had to sum the year up in a single moment,
It'd be when I broke my ankle, boy did I loathe it.
The jump wasn't crazy, many had swung before
but natural fear and clamy hands made my body soar.
And down
down
down I went
The jump I sent
Bones bent as my foot and rock met
And thats how I'd discribe 2017
It had promise and momentum,
I may not have been very successful
But I sure as heck "sent them"
This poem is about:
Me
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