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I’ve tumbled to the ground

and you flipped me over

for good measure.



You made me do

somersaults for you

thinking I would fall

head-over-heels in love.



But I fell face first

into the pavement

with a broken heart.



Like a jump rope,

I leaped over

all of these hurdles.



Somewhere along the way,

I tripped on the rope

and scrapped my knees

on the cracked road.



But I picked myself up

and continue jumping

and ignoring the scars.