False Hope
So now with all the goals you set
Times run out
You sit and fret
The novels that just drained your time
Apparently ain't worth a dime
And the query's that were mailed
Clearly all that effort failed
Do you have the strength again
To just sit down and use your pen
Give it just another try
Fore you dry up
And just die
Or close the door
And walk away
And take a job
To end your day
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