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Failure

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Like gritty grains from an hour glass,
black sand slips through desperate fingers.
Tears slipping onto sun hot pavement
to burn the ground they touch.
Depression swells and swelters
eating away at life force.

Broken hands reach for the sky
trying to grasp the stars
but falling short,
never close enough.
Never close to holding dreams,
only failure.
And that is something I cannot accept.


I hate writer's block :(
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