The Well I Have Made
Drip, drip, drop
Water falls
Never stop
Drip, drip, drop
Is there a bottom?
Where is the top?
But the water still knows
Where it'll go
Within the well it falls in.
Drip, drip, drop.
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I like to write stories and poems when I can. I write poems when I feel upset or think of something I'm not sure how to deal wit.
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