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Broken dreams don't die, they just bleed 
They cry out for somebody to believe , believe me everybody cries even me 

Have you ever wondered what happened to those dreams we ignored. 
Do they turn into nightmares in a rage 
Or do they simply fade away 
I suspect the latter 

But it is easier to choose to ignore them rather than risk disappointment 

See I too sometimes fear the bitter taste of failure, 
the shame that comes with falling short of Glory 
The embarrassments, the dead ends, the apologies :"I'm sorry but you're not good enough 
Aim a bit lower "they Say. "Try something else"
they say 

My response? 
Excuse me but weren't the gutters meant for gutless. I live by Yoda's code :"Try not. Do not or do. 
There's no try 

Because broken dreams don't die. 
They bruise. 
They scream for somebody to believe, believe me everybody is afraid of something. 
Even me. 

Its a shame. 
That we cowards do not understand that courage is not the absence of fear. 
It's rather the presence of mind to act deliberately in the face of it. 
It's the will to will to submit oneself as a knit upon a steed ready to perform each and every deed to which our dreams demands

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