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Goals, Dreams and Aspirations

My aspirations are torn into shreds, Had wonderful dreams but nmow they are dead. I tried and I tried to follow my goals, But now all those visions are burnt down to coals. I'm sick oh so sick of my failing so much, The way I can't prove I am good realy sucks. So now my conclusion to this idiocy, I'll never know why I had the nerve to dream.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 4/11/2011 8:51:00 AM
This had a nice rhythm to is and was enjoyable to read. Keep it up! ( youve interested me in reading your other poems)
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Book: Shattered Sighs