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#WritcoPoemPrompt123
Things that get in your way,
As if there's a hidden door blocking your path,
And find the worst, by error as it stray!
A problem to be solved, probably simple math.
And no solution to be made,
A life that we live,
Is controlled by ourselves,
The mistakes we made,
Are destined for us,
But the cries and the depression are all part of life,
The future I look forward to,
Doesn't come faster than I thought,
A quick glance at it,
Has never been,
My old book opened and closed,
And shredded into bits,
A life that I wished myself,
Has never come,
Or is it to come?
The question I ask of myself,
Does not have an answer,
But the path will open,
And has a limited time,
So I'll make sure to pass quickly,
Before my time ends.
Things that get in your way,
As if there's a hidden door blocking your path,
And find the worst, by error as it stray!
A problem to be solved, probably simple math.
And no solution to be made,
A life that we live,
Is controlled by ourselves,
The mistakes we made,
Are destined for us,
But the cries and the depression are all part of life,
The future I look forward to,
Doesn't come faster than I thought,
A quick glance at it,
Has never been,
My old book opened and closed,
And shredded into bits,
A life that I wished myself,
Has never come,
Or is it to come?
The question I ask of myself,
Does not have an answer,
But the path will open,
And has a limited time,
So I'll make sure to pass quickly,
Before my time ends.
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