Paws & Pens: Gravity

I am destruction,
what Ares would reflect.
I hurt and I kill,
I am nothing but a wreck.
The mess that I made…
Even the whole ocean
Isn’t enough to wash it away;
Too poisonous a potion.
I pollute and I harm
Everything near me.
Collateral damage
Is but a routine.
And it’s so cold every day,
So familiar with the ground.
When you can never rise or raise,
Only drag everything down.
Behold, only defiance by wings.
Behold, the one true great force.
If I were to be anything, anything,

I must be gravity.

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