Thursday, November 6, 2014

Letdown So many chances so many near misses, like a promising spring suddenly turning wintery and killing budding plant life. Or a storm came and blew away all senses Turned it into a loathing where success dare not Intrude like spoiling a dream. Falling down an ice cavern unable to get up in time Not trying hard enough, so the dream can live on Failure is the ultimate goal it does not need to be Repeated

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