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Poetry to Make You Feel Good


Into The Canyon
Into the canyon I slipped and fell
Unable to move as my bruises swell
Too far away for help to come
But until I shut down I’m not done
Climbing is a feeble venture
Hiding is an impossible feat
Waiting ‘til I serve my tenure
Is all I can do but I’m not beat
This canyon holds no fear for me
My thoughts are clean and filter free
Though no way out I presently see
I’ll fight the battle to simply be
So visit me the cruellest of scourges
Whip me ‘til I can stand no more
Survival is the greatest of urges
My will is ripping me off the floor
Matt Phillips
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