Again
The tail lights on the highway seem to mock me.I have failed again. She should have known.
She knows me well, and knew from the beginning
That I dreamed, but couldn't execute. There
Wasn't any reason to believe that things
Would change this time, and they have not,
And I'm disgraced. She'll make her way home
Fairly soon, and, when she does, she'll send
Me packing. I guess that's what I deserve.
I dreamt, but that is all I did. I failed.
I ought to go.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2019-10-04 at 02:54
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